" Hey... too much information," Sandra blurts. "I mean, your clothing size, not your..." My Big D?" I ask."Yeah." Why do you need them?" I ask."No rea...on. I just thought we might go out tomorrow night and I want my manto look his best." Your 'man, ' huh?" Yeah." Wait a minute. We're going out for... for my punishment?" I continue in a whisper, just in case someone should be outside my office."Are you saying I can't show you off?" Where would be going?" Just a dance club kind of place," Sandra. Forget the agreement. Are you OK?”She was quiet for a moment, “Yes, I think so. Remember, I was OK with you being with Denise, and honestly, given how it turned out, I wish you had.”“What happened?”“My dad was his usual self. He had her two or three times, but his way isn’t like yours from what the girls say. It’s pure sex. No cuddling afterwards. No joint shower. Just get dressed and leave. And after the last time, he gave her a nice necklace she’d wanted and then sent her away. She’s pretty. Slowly I slide it through the ring into ur mouth, short strokes fucking ur pretty mouth, working up to longer deeper strokes, listening to you gagging and trying to breath, feeling your throat with each push. Standing up I walk behind you and run my hands across ur ass and sown ur thighs. Sliding my hand between your legs to your pussy I find it extremely wet. Spreading ur pussy lips with both hands, sliding a finger inside and fingering ur honey hole, other finger on ur clit, playing and. I heard him say to my mother, who sat on the other side of the curtain, 'Puppy Fat', and as he said it, he was parting my labia and touching my clitoris, pressing it down into its small sheath, which his fingernail had sc****d back, causing initially pain, then a warming deep pleasure, as I started involuntarily started 'Wetting', and as my vagina swelled and my secretions flowed freely, his fingers entered me with surprising ease, as he talked to my unsuspecting mother, he pushed deep inside.