“Roban was right, you have a beautiful ass. It looks like made of polished dark-wood, but feels as soft as velvet,” Hassika moaned.At first Chalis...a squealed in surprise, but when Hassika rubbed her face at the smooth skin of her drum-tight buttocks, she couldn’t help it and began to giggle happily.“He said that? My ass doesn’t have such tender memories, but I assure you, it remembers Roban as well.” She mentioned laughing.“Ahh, so Roban is the source of your curiosity. That explains why you’re. You squeal as 32 sharp gold pins pierce your winky all at once, then again as this isrepeated on the other side. Your technician ties the component’s wires back so they spread yoursmelly winky wide open, then she says you need to be fitted with an upgrade, and shoves a newcircuit board into your gaping hole, the connector bar scraping the bottom of your tunnel. All thesharp transistors, and capacitors, that are soldered on to both sides of the board, scratch the tenderlining all the way up. Don't you, Jane?" Yes, sir," she murmured. "Do you know your mother can take a 12" cock up her snatch? I've made her do it, several in fact, one after the other, and she cums every time. You like fucking big dicks, don't you, Jane?" Yes." Yes, what?" Yes, I like fucking big dicks." I was even more confused. Even I knew Dad's cock wasn't that big, so he must be talking about other men, but why would she be doing this with other men?As if reading my thoughts, Dad pushed himself harder into my. ................................................As expected, the invite to the Theatre duly arrived Ms Christine Daviesplus 1 it displayed on the card signed by Graham Forbes Head of HighfieldSecondary School. The added bonus or so I though was that each teacherhad the day off the Theatre night off work. Clare however had otherideas.A few days before the night out we were sitting having dinner."You got Friday off haven't you." Yeah all day long; lie then you can work your magic on me." Eh well.