It’s in the way he looks at me, even a little in his voice when he talks to me. Also a little, well, in his pants; Dad’s slacks fit him pretty loo...e, but I think I see some tenting I haven’t noticed before.He’s acting ... well, smitten, for want of a better word. He’s riveted when I speak, his eyes follow me when I move around, he can’t seem to get enough of me.I’ve seen it before, a couple of times. Not often, I’m not one of those glamour queens who make men drool just by walking past them,. So far, so good!Then the pressure increased suddenly, and I heard a sharp metallic 'snick.'"I've just engaged the ratchet," said Lucy. "From now on, each click you hear equals one millimetre of additional stretch."O my Lord... was this really happening to me, Dawn Anderson? Strapped into a gynaecologist's chair, sex gaping obscenely around a HORSE speculum, for God's sake, watched by a dozen naked, masturbating men who had already fucked me half to death, two freakishly fist addicted women, and. 'But Miss I am not wearing any underpants, I have just come from playing Rugby and they got wet and filthy during the game so I didn't put them back on' "You are not getting away that easily drop your trousers or is the head to be told" I dropped my trousers and I don't know who was more shocked her or me when my erection sprung free. "Back over my knee" She continued to Spank me harder now on my bare ass and it was beginning to hurt but worse my cock was now rubbing against her stockings, I. Somewhat to my surprise, she climbed on the bed, ignoring her husband's monstrous cock that was now fully erect and looking ready for action, and she focued her lustful eyes on my crotch, which was now bulging and pushing hard against my zipper."A little shy, huh?" Sally said as she sexily ran one hand along the outline of my now rock hard dick through my jeans, and with her other hand began stroking her husband's huge erection."That's okay," She said, her eyes still fully affixed on my.