I ask where is Daisy and she tells us that she is still in with the doc and that I should go in as D tells me they will wait for us. I knock on the do...r and I hear a come in so I step into the room and the doctor tells me that everything is good and that she shouldn’t have any problems getting pregnant and that he says that once she is pregnant that she shouldn’t have sex with animals. I look at her I forgot that she was doing that on the farm. I ask the doctor if he can do a piercing for me. He was undressing her with his eyes, and his rocking grew more nervous the more he looked at her almost bare back. The absence of a microphone wasn’t going to be a problem for me, since one of my sisters is deaf, I learned to read lips at an early age. The scene before me needed some background, however, so I punched up my playlist on my MP3 player. Symphonie Pathétique by Tchaikovsky caught my eye. It wasn’t something I listened to often, and it wasn’t what they would have chosen, but it fit. With groans of pleasure, he leant across me and rotated the vibrator so that its prongs were on top of my clit. With one hand he pressed it deeply into me, while with the other he clenched my ponytail so that my head was still and frantically fucked my face. I gagged and coughed, tears running down my cheeks. The combination of the vibrations in my cunt and having my mouth used was erotic as fuck, and I came forcefully, spasming and moaning while he held my face in place and pounded into my. I struggled with my skirt to cover my behind on the high stool. "Leave it alone, let everyone have a good look at your arse slut." He said loudly so everyone could hear him. I sat down feeling so ashamed as all the eyes in the place stared at me. The waitress gave me a disgusting look when she came over to take our order. "I'll have the peppered steak and the slut will have the chicken." he told her. When we finished our food the bar tender came over and started chatting with my husband. He.