..”“We can bring Teacher into it, like the homework punishment.”“I don’t like the idea of sex as punishment,” I said. “It was a bit of f...n yesterday but it’s not really a good theme.”“Will you fit in her?” asked Christina, just assuming I was going to try.“I don’t know,” I said. I wasn’t going to actually argue. “Are you on the pill?” I asked Natalie, who was rubbing her naked body up against mine as though she’d been doing sex movies all her life.“Injection, got to be ready,” she grinned. “If. Our neighbours didn’t know that... yet. They were about to with what I had in mind for this weekend.Anyway, to give you a snapshot of this moment, my wife was perched against our stove, naked below the waist and finger-fucking herself to bits. What to, you ask? Why, to our daughter, of course. And not just to Sudi, but to the role our five-month old greyhound played. He could fuck our little princess like she was a ragdoll.In naming him, we’d once again thought literally and responsibly.. Veronica could swear that he crossed his legs in a manner which thrust his cock against the inside of his jeans, daringly outlining the stem against the material, outlining it proudly so that Vern could get an idea of its true proportions.The group would go to sleep all in their mutual sleeping bags, but then, late at night, Buck would come over and silently get into Vern's bag, his body making the material of the bag stretch in order to accommodate her form. Vern had never made it in a bag. I started tô touch myself more often thinking about them (Jeff and K), body and soul together in an intense desire, but without knowing each other.It was a martyrdom tô see Jeff masturbating in front of me, telling that his aunt, was handjob him under the shower, soaping his penis until she took him tô a strident orgasm that he reproduced again at that moment.- AAAaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!! Aauunnnt!!!!! Uuuuunnhhhh!!!!I crossed my legs trying tô control myself, unbearable see the gush that came out in.