He thinks you’re jealous and maybe thinking about getting another wife yourself so you can be a daddy,” said Stacey.“God, I have to admit that h...’s right on the one hand. I am jealous of him being the daddy to my, our, baby. I mean I am over the top jealous!” he said.“Well, it’s for the best, I mean him being the apparent daddy. Maybe someday it’ll be different, but for the near term it’s got to be the way it is, as you yourself have said. I know it’s hard for you, but you’ll be there. I mean. He had already picked upa black dress and witches' hat for the party he'd have in a little over a month'stime. When it got closer to the holiday, he'd be able to use the discount on thespecial Halloween pantyhose that are sold in October. He just wished he couldopenly be the girl he was inside. "Finally," Paul thought as he heard the school bell. He slipped the magazineinto his book bag; gathered up all his things, and headed for the front door.Some kids near the door were putting on snow shoes. Asha opened her legs more. Hari inserted his fingers more inside her pussy. Asha was now leaking her juices. Hari got the indication.Hari, “You like it?”Asha, “Yes, this is the best massage I ever had. Keep going deep.”Hari took some oil in his hand and massaged it on his penis.Hari, “Asha, for that, lift your legs.”Asha lifted her legs, Hari slowly inserted his cock inside Asha’s pussy.Asha, “Hari, what? You inserted your dick inside my pussy, don’t dare to fuck me.”Hari, “No. It’s not like. This set the pattern; each week the girls traded being over the prayer desk for “discipline” while the other watched and masturbated. After the fourth week, we dispensed entirely with the bondage part. The girls willingly submitted to the spankings and sex. I also became quite creative with the implements of discipline, as my hand just wasn’t up to it. I used cinctures, a ping-pong paddle from the youth ministries room; I even fashioned a switch by bundling nine of the heavy waxed.