Ithought of fun nights out I'd had. I felt the bizarre sensation of mybrand new vagina being opened up like a flower."You have to stay relaxed, with y...ur strength, if you keep tensing up youmight crush the speculum and that's gonna be a mess" Shawn warned."Thanks for that thought," I replied sarcastically.I felt a painful scraping sensation in a place I barely knew I had now. Itried to think about anything else. I thought about my morning with thegirls. I thought about how cute Maggie was. I. Not much came out; he'd obviously been quite busy keeping the reserves empty. His cock didn't even begin to get soft though. Ahh, to be young.By now, Tara had pulled her panties on, thrown the T-short over her head and climbed into bed. The show was over, but it had been quite a show. I climbed into bed after wiping down the back wall of my closet with a ratty old sock left there for just such an occasion, and actually began rubbing myself again. The images of the last few minutes blended with. Amanda and her father George had never been close, in fact since she was in her teens they had only seen each other a few times. Her mother had been the family, her father was the plantation. He ran it well with a military-like precision and efficiency, which ensured that it made loads of money and was one of the most successful in the Savannah area. Whilst the slaves were, of course, treated very strictly, ‘as you had to otherwise they would be lazy,’ they were certainly better off at Selby. Now, the third time, he saw her as she was, faults and attributes, and still found her appealing. He also realized that he was just looking at her outward appearance. He knew little of her personality or her inner make up. He was hoping for an opportunity to find out about it.Then, he saw Connie walking down the stairs. She looked over at him and waved as she headed for the door.“I’ll see you,” she called out.He waved back and smiled in acknowledgement. Yes, he thought to himself, I hope you.