.. subtle ... maybe just hinting at sexuality."I looked at her closely. She was serious ... almost as if she was trying to imagine where just such a p...inting might go."Perhaps ... with your guidance ... I might be able to find something ... appropriate?" I suggested carefully.She turned and walked to me. "Would you trust me ... trust my judgement?" Of course." I wasn't lying. I did trust her."Well then, it's still early, why don't we head for the village and look about in the art and gift. Prior to his becoming interested in the opposite sex, Phillipe had simply worn what his mother bought for him. Clothes had been of no concern, so the conventional childhood attire had been good enough. But he was now very aware of the importance of image and the impressions it could make. So gone were the jeans, tee shirts and tennis shoes and in their place casual slacks, Polo pullovers or open collared collegiate style shirts and suede loafers. Gone also was the boyish close cropped haircut.. JW stops, withdrawals and tells me to get on my hands and knees. Yes, Sir. He slams back into me and a thumb goes in my ass. I scream. With his other hand, he grabs my hair and begins to pull my head back. Off the cliff I go again. This time really hard. I reach up and start to pinch my own nipples. Shit, that makes the orgasm so much harder. It’s not too comfortable leaning on my elbows though. Two minutes later John is still pounding Linda. Linda screams loudly, arches her back and starts to. Mommy stroked my hair as I suckled, praising me for being a good daughter. Her nipple warm and plump in my mouth as I drained her teat of milk. “Since she’s such a good girl maybe I’ll take her to the spa after school to get cleaned out so she’s ready for you tonight,” Mommy suggested. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Daddy nod his head in agreement. “Ass only,” Daddy instructed again and got off the bed, “and make sure to make an appointment with her doctor, I want her checked. Her cunt.