To say I’m shocked is an understatement. My mouth opens and shuts as he cups his hand over my panties. ‘So wet. Jumalauta, I want to fuck you.’ ...And he does. In a way. Pushes the fabric of my panties aside and slides his fingers through my lips, getting them wet. My head crashes into the wall, because I’m that girl. Ms. Fucks Guys In Clubs. Ms. Gets Drunk And Parties. It’s insanely appealing, but horribly stupid. Still, I don’t push his hands away. Especially not when his thumb rubs circles. My chest tightens a bit and my breathing speeds up. My heart rate increases, beating so hard and fast. I can actually feel the thump, thump, thumping underneath my fingers, at the base my clit. I seduce my body with my other hand. I lightly sweep my fingertips ever so lightly over the skin of my right shoulder, down my arm. There are sensitive, yet neglected nerves in the crook of my elbow, and the veins of my wrist. My fingers come back up my arm and shoulder, to my neck, then down chest and. I was surprised by her force when she flipped me onto my stomach. A shiver ran through me as I felt the cold metal against my erect nipples. I wanted to ask what she was doing, but knew it was useless. So I just waited for her to proceed with whatever it was she had planned. Luckily, I soon felt her lift my skirt and spread my ass cheeks. I was not quite sure what she was doing, but one thing was certain, it was sexual! My suspicions were soon proven correct when I felt something long and hard. Replace..." Hmm..." Jim suddenly gasped and shouted, "What?!!!"Cindy kissed him fiercely and whispered, "It was Isabelle's idea. She thought it best if I asked you. A'moth agreed..." My gosh Cindy! Do you know what you're asking?!" Yes." But... but..."Cindy sighed heavily. "He'll be your son. I know. Kyle will be your son. And you are the light of my life. Kyle will be my son too. Maybe not in genes, but spiritually, where it really matters..." But... But he'll be a slave!" Oh, it's even worse.