”“Oh my, “ Christy replied.”“What’s wrong sweetheart?” I asked.“Next Saturday is Kevin’s night for hosting their poker night,” Chr...sty smiled.“Oh wow,” I replied, “You have to be naked!”Christy looked at Jason and he smiled.“Yes you do,” Jason smiled, “The whole time.”“Oh my,” Christy said, “I can’t, not in front of the five of them.”“You do not have a choice,” Jason smiled, “You complete the punishment or you get another one.”Christy looked at me and smiled, “Okay, I will do it; I will be. It’s more this whole fucking everybody thing.“I don’t mind it,” the witch remarks. “Really, I don’t I think I rather like it.”You would. And that is precisely why were in this mess.“Well, I guess I need to find a shovel. But where?”Why not check by the grave digger’s place. Hopefully you won’t have to fuck him to get one.Penelope finds a shovel by the grave digger’s house. Nobody is home so she just borrows it. After an hour of digging the shovel clanks down on a solid wood casket. When she. I had only ever thought about that once before, and quickly stopped thinking about it, being so taboo and all. He warm body against mine was my first time to have a girl touch me, and I liked it. To feel her all turned on as I felt her wet pussy was all new. Her breathing in my ear was even sexy. Then she whispered out of breath: (“…I wish your finger was your daddy rubbing on me. Put your finger inside me and rub your thumb on my clit.”…) I got a wave of good feelings when she said that. Both. "You know, the clap." What?" I feel outraged that he could say that. "What do you mean I have the clap?"He backs up a little. "Well ... If you have sex with someone who has it..." But I've only ever had sex with Sally..." My voice trails off as the implications set in. Sally and I have been married for two years now. If I have the clap, then I had to get it from her. All the blood rushes from my head and I start to feel week in the knees. I want to vomit; my stomach is in my throat. Dave helps.