She them grabbed my cock, and in one shot took it all the way down her throat. I thought I was going to cum immediately but I was able to hold off, ma...nly because I wanted to shoot my load into her amazing asshole. I grabbed her and spun her around so I could taste her cock again. She started pumping her cock in and out of my mouth, with each thrust I was able to take it further and further down my throat. I reached up to her ass and slowly pulled out her butt plug, I then slide one…then. She pops her head up to see the nicely dressed man with very handsome features standing before her.“It is nice to meet you Mr. Sanders,” she says springing from the chair with her portfolio in one hand and the other hand stretched out toward him.He takes her hand, shaking it quickly, and says, “Same to you Miss Martins, but you can call me Samuel.”Veronica smiles as she grips her portfolio hard. “Veronica.”“A lovely name,” the man says. “Please, my office is this way.”Veronica follows him. My newparents must have a thing for alliteration. The doctor said, "I will. Inthe meantime, we are very happy with the progress your daughter ismaking. Physically, she has almost completely recovered, which isremarkable."My new father said, "And her memory loss? My wife said she didn't evenrecognize her when she woke."The doctor said, "The tests show a mild concussion, but no sign ofpermanent damage. I believe it was a shock response, and that eventuallyshe will recover all her memory." So what. “Well, you know best, dear,” she said, always the dutiful wife, the perfect suburbanite. She could challenge Mrs. Cleaver to the honor of best housewife in America.“I always do, Margarete.” He took her shoulders, and she planted two chaste kisses on his cheek.She couldn’t even kiss him properly.“We should get going, Father,” I said, acting reserved, dressed modestly, my hair gathered in a pair of innocent pigtails—Daddy’s suggestion.“Of course, dear,” Mother said. Then she gave me a kiss. “Be.