From the look on her face I didn't doubt it a bit. She looked so needy she'd fuck a post if she could find one. My sister certainly knew how to press ...er buttons. “Is that all? Come on, I know better you little slut. Tell him what you want him to do to you, you sexy little bitch,” Kelly ordered, her hand darting into the frame and pulling roughly on one of Jamie's nipple rings. A mix of pleasure and pain flashed across Jamie's face and her breathing quickened a little. She licked her lips a. He didn’t say, ‘No. It’s your fucking business.’ On the other hand, he let you know that he could have.“I’ve heard you use it,” he pointed out.“But not where it invites a retort like that. I’m saying think before you speak. I’m not saying always avoid swear words.”“All right. It’s none of your damn business.”“And, you know, I didn’t ask any intrusive questions.” If, of course, you let Dad decide what was intrusive. “I merely expressed a friendly interest in your happiness.”“Well, as I told you,. It didn't matter to me. It felt wonderful not knowing where the next kiss would be placed. He traveled up and down my body placing kisses and I didn't count them, but I'm sure it was well over a hundred.Of course, my nipples got a disproportionate share and I was so glad that I had a washable sheet on the sofa to soak up the juice that flowed from my pussy. When he finally said, "Spread your legs", his words alone almost made me come. Kisses now fell on the newly exposed flesh of my inner. Last week I attended the doctor with my Dad and we had my pregnancy confirmed. Today is my first antenatal check. I head to the hospital with my Dad at the allotted time, from the main reception we’re directed to the maternity unit. As I sit in the waiting room, I look around at the mainly couples also waiting there, as Dad gives my name to the receptionist. Dad sits next to me and we wait for my name to be called. My eyes are drawn to another girl, around my age, who unlike me is by herself;.