........Part IIEntering the front door, after a most unusual (to say the least) day,Bill was greeted by Linda, his attractive and sensitive companion ...fmore that a dozen years. "Hi honey, you're home," she beamed."Damn right, I'm home and I want to know what is happening to me. Iwake up and rummage through your lingerie, put on an embarrassing set ofunderwear, receive a mysterious phone call from you, use the ladies roomat work, and ask the cocktail waitress for a tampon which I presentlyhave. "You got your nasty juices all over my scissors, girl", I say, sternly. "Clean them off"She doesn't even attempt to argue, the elation of thinking she'd been in charge, and the plunge of realising she wasn't, combining to slide her into the edges of subspace. Her wet, pink tongue comes out, and laps at the scissors, carefully but thoughly, cleaning the metal of her secretions. I throw the scissors on the floor behind me, and I take the whip from her now trembling arms, bringing it, in turn, to. But I barely could understand myself. My dad took me up and placed me on their bed. I was still wet from the fucking and my dad`s dick was still out. They turned me over on my stomach and tried to locate the source of the pain. They started feeling my back with their touch along my ass too. It was just over my ass. But my whole body was aching along with my neck, legs and arms. They thought of it as muscle pain and my mom suggested to see a masseur. I agreed but there was a problem. I could. But soon, Kevin started talking again."You like Daddy's cock Josie-girl?" he panted, giving her long strokes of his full dick.She grunted as I spread my wetness to my own clit and gave it a rub."Yeah, you're taking Daddy's cock so good baby. Nice and deep," he crooned in her ear. "I can't believe you spread your legs for your Daddy in front of a stranger."I moaned at the lewdness of the scene and slid a finger inside of my cunt."What a whore," he grunted, his pale white ass pumping into his.