“Don’t!” he commanded, “don’t you dare come without permission! Do you understand?” “Ye..., I mean, no, don’t stop, please!” He sm...cked her hard for her insolence. “Wrong answer! You don’t come without my permission. Understood?” Charlie was crying again, from the pain and out of frustration but she knew she had no choice but to obey. “Yes, sir, I understand, sir. I’m a slut, sir, but I won’t come without permission, sir.” “Good girl. You are learning. So sluts like their tits being played. " Girl talk, Jack. Girl talk."Charlie decided it was time to check in with Mary and Jack needed to finish copying his notes."I'm going to take Bozo out and then I'll probably spend some time with Laurie." How are you getting to your father's?" I'm not. Laurie spent the day with Mary. You know that." Oh, yeah. I forgot." When are you going to want to eat?" I guess maybe an hour." OK. I'll see what's happening downstairs. We'll either eat there or I'll figure something out for up here." Good.. "Amy was breast-feeding. We had bottles, and steriliser, and solution because babies need water sometimes as well as milk, and we had some formula milk in case of emergencies, but she was the one bearing the burden of being woken up at irregular intervals to put them to the breast; she was the one with sore nipples. But I did what I could, changing nappies, bathing them, and walking up and down patting their backs when they cried. Being twins, they were obedient to Murphy's law; sleeping one at. Feeling everything about you Keri. Your sounds, your smell, your wonderful sex.I become more and more excited. I try not to thrust in you too hard but I must get it all in. Your pussy is wonderful. I feel you squeezing, sucking and licking me with every thrust. You lovely face against my neck.You quickly stiffen and begin to provide all the energy in our joining. You are almost crying. I know you are feeling so good. I pull on you hard to let you use all of me, squeezing and grinding as you.