Have some fun with it,” he said. I looked over to him with a smile, but I only turned to confirm for myself that he was turned on by this. Needles... to say, he was enjoying it very much.“I might as well,” I said. “But you should know that I am doing this more for you than for me.”“Try another experiment and see if you can find a way to enjoy it for yourself too. I would love it if you found some satisfaction from your consequences and not just irritation,” he countered.He was right and I had. Mom and Dad were so occupied building their business that I spent a lot of time alone." She barked out a short laugh. "I'd probably have had my head candled if a shrink could have heard me talking to myself back then."It's not just you either, it's everybody. The only reason Cindy knew I was going to be alone that first Thanksgiving was that she pestered me about why I was so down until I told her. Does that make any sense?" Yeah, yeah it does. I guess I was lucky—my folks spent a lot of time. ..whoosh......three inches or so slid up my shit-chute (as someone delightfully called it!). I was so tense my head, neck and body were as tight as a drum as I began sliding the carrot and banana as deep into my orifices as possible. My viewers were now onto their second and third wanks and no one had turned off; which I guess should have made me quite proud. My arse was on fire and my cunt was making loud squelching sounds as I began relaxing and upped the ante by twisting the phallic. He certainly knew how to eat a woman, his soft, strong hands on my hips supporting me just enough to slide his tongue into my dripping hole. He burrowed into my slit, his face pressed against my crotch so hard I didn't know how he could breathe. He sensed that I was horny as hell and didn't want to play around, so he headed right for my clit and began to suck and lick with expertise. I leaned foreword on my arms to give him a better angle and went wild with pleasure. His hands left my hips and.