" Did you hear the men say anything else? Names?" I don't remember hearing any names," Emily said, shaking her head."Where were you walking from?"Emil... paused for moment. "I was at a friend's house." Why were you walking home at this hour?" I fell asleep during a movie, and then I woke up and it was late. I didn't want to stay there." What's your friend's name?" Um, Joel. Joel Brent." And his address?" I... I don't know. He lives in the neighborhood across the park." He didn't offer you a. My cycles have been irregular with me lactating, so it’s harder to tell when I might be getting close to my fertile times. Maybe we can tell, though. How did my pussy taste? Did my juices seem normal, compared to what you experience with Mom, or were they stretchy and sticky, kind of like egg whites? That’s the way cervical mucus gets just before ovulation.”Dad shook his head and said, “Oh fuck, I don’t know, Cassi. You tasted wonderful to me, and you seemed so wet to begin with, and I had no. .he asked, but she knew that it was not really a question. Without hesitation she moved her legs as much as she could. Should she start calling his “sir” or something like that?She had never been in a similar situation. “Ahh” she gasped and nearly jumped as he gently put both his warm hands on her hips. “Such a lovely body….Anja lifted her head from the counter top, put both her hands under her chin. Her head was almost up against the wall. “You just need the right...training…That also made her. “Trystan, I- I don’t know what I’m doing.”He stared into my eyes once again though this time was different - darker. “Obey.”He pulled his hand out from under my skirt and gave me a moment to catch my breath. “Take your panties off but leave your skirt on. I want to fuck you like the school girl slut you are.”“Yes, sir.” I slid my pink panties down my legs and over my tennis shoes.Trystan placed a hand on my cheek and moved to slide a strand of hair behind my ears. “Put your hair up, too.”.