I was wide awake with a big hard on, and no where to go to jack off. I waited a little while, and then sneaked into the bathroom with one of my storie... to give myself a pull. I read the story and came off in my hand. I got up and went to bed. I fell asleep quickly now that the pressure was off my balls, but I woke up a little while later. Jill wasn't in bed. She must be in the bathroom. I saw a crack of light coming from the bathroom and suddenly felt a little voyeuristic.What the hell, I. ”. After breakfast and Mrs Mac had gone upstairs to tidy up. Robert beckoned Terry to follow him into the study, closing the door behind them. “Terry,” he began, feeling totally ashamed, “last night, well ... I didn’t have a condom.”She looked into his face recognizing the anxious look in his serious eyes. Just like a little boy who had been caught with his finger in the jam pot, she thought. Her heart filled with love for him. “Don’t worry darling I had that well covered.” She smiled then. But not the last.The grandfather clock downstairs was finishing the last of twelve strikes when Cathy heard a light rapping at her door. Dahlgrin had provided her with the same black leather corset she had worn in her fantasy rape of Janice. She wore matching black crotchless thong panties, black fishnet stockings and black spike heels. She fondled the whip for a moment before opening the door. Though she had seen Carmine naked the day before, Cathy was still taken aback at the sheer feminine. "What? Your daughter may be sponsor-track, but she still has to learn how to create babies." She's still my baby," she muttered into his ear. "I'm uncomfortable enough with her just lying naked next to me."In response, Samantha hugged her mother spoon-like, her tiny breasts digging into the older woman's back. It wasn't uncomfortable physically, but it was emotionally. Monica found herself being forcibly reminded by those soft A-cup breasts that the little girl who she'd brought into the world,.