"I lay there, trying to think how many times I'd just been fucked. I was sure every man at the party had fucked me, well everyone except Allan who wa... too fascinated with the new and different Janet! And I was pretty sure several of the men had fucked me at least twice, although they were taking their turn with the passionate Janet as well! Perhaps 10, 12 times? And how many orgasms? I had lost count long ago, as hammering cocks and orgasms and hands and mouths overwhelmed my consciousness. Based on the ABC's, similar to the code she used for dress orders. Anyone stumbling across the file, which was named, simply enough, Buyer Meetings, would surmise it was just that, business shit--not even worth a second glance.A = Anal. B = Blowjob. C = Cunnilingus. D = Dick size. There was no point in encoding Fucking with an F as they would all surely do that to her.However, as time went on, she did add M = Missionary, DS = Doggy Style, and MOT = Me On Top. All three positions would simply be. Jennifer worked frantically, spreading Geneticaid and Tissuefix gel over the surfaces as she worked to promote rapid blood cell regeneration and nerve growth in the severed areas.?Jennifer, watch that Clitoris, for heavens sake don’t sever it!? Elmer cried as Jennifer went to laser away her sisters future happiness, ?Clit nerves never regenerate properly, just cut round and laser it into, ? he stopped talking as Jennifer carefully worked the little maggot like clitoris around back and under. It was more than I deserved, and an amazing effort from a woman that hadn’t been able to deep throat me at all before a few moments earlier.“You’re gonna make daddy cum so fucking hard, baby!” I started thrusting harder in and out of her throat, allowing her brief moments to breathe, but resuming before she even got a chance to fully recover. Amazingly, I was able to cum soon. I exploded while I was still in her throat, pumping the first bit straight into her stomach. I then slowly pulled.