"I know itwas hard baby, but you did good. You did real good." Paul was stroking myface. "You're going to learn how to do it so it won't hurt, okay?... Soit'll feel real good for both of us." "Why...why did you call me...those...names?" I gasped quietly. "Oh baby, I'm sorry." Paul looked embarrassed. "I just say thingssometimes, but I don't mean them. Look, if I call you a slut, or a whore,or a little bitch, it just means I really love you." He looked at me,seeing the confusion on my face. McFlarghan looked amused by something. At first I didn’t know what. I lifted my head from my pillow and looked down. I quickly realized what it was that interested her so much. I had a full-fledged morning erection that pitched a tent in my bed sheet. I sat up in my bed and adjusted myself. ‘Good morning, Mr. Barber,’ Said Nancy, ‘I thought I’d stop by to give you a morning report.’ ‘Yeah,’ I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, ‘what’s up?’ Nancy lifted one of the tablet devices and scanned over it.. My hands and fingers weren't that far from her nipples. My balls were hanging down and my dick was touching the top of her butt crack. I had my middle up in the air with my own knees out a little for independent suspension. She said, "Don't forget, I usually go slow." She started rubbing tilting her clit into the pillow. She had full pubes so there was a hair buffer there. I waited a few thrusts feeling my dick head ride up and back and tilted back and let the head drop down in her butt crack,. We need to find out when DaddyO comes home. They walked through the entire home, secured all doors and windows, cut the phone lines, confiscated sell phones and did their routine. Yes they had done this many, many times before and had become true serial killers and more than that they were extremely proud of the fact that they had never even come close to getting caught.They returned to the den and Bo brought the smelling salt antidote to Betsy’s nose and when she came to, Jake had is hands.