Got that slut, do you understand?”My insides were panicing, my mind racing, swirling, I tried to think fast. “But I brought the plug, I figured ju...t a couple, then we could go play?”He looked and noticed the plug for the first time and chuckled. “Alright slut, 25, with the plug in, as you wish”I wanted to scream and pout. In my head I was thinking no no no no! It wasn’t supposed to be like this! I knew bratting at this moment would land me in a heap more trouble so I thought better of it and. "By Bacchus, this pelt is thorny."Instead, he put his hands upon her aching breast-masses. The now slickened and almost puce-colored k**ney-head aimed itself down and sat itself in her. He began a steady prodding of the elastic membrane."Hm, a tough one, milady." As painfully as possible, please."He withdrew, raised himself a tiptoe. Clotilda whimpered abjectly at the dreadful poised piston. Then it was lanced utterly into her with a shocking driving screwing lunge she felt at the back of her. I had the prescription crèmes needed to lessen scarring from the procedures in my office refrigerator, courtesy of the Delaney family.The first day I asked her to remove her calf length skirt so I might apply the crème on the current burn site, her left hip. She complied and I was faced with a dilemma. She was wearing a full slip. Heavens, no one wore a full slip any longer, not even my mother who at the time was in her seventies."I'm, sorry, dear," I told her gently, "but I'm going to have to. “Fuck!” Mommy said unable to answer her question, “He’s trying to get the knot into me!”Beth chuckled and moved my fingers off of my hard clit and onto my outer lips like she wanted them. “Hold ‘em apart for me now,” she said. “That’s a good girl, you’ll feel so much better once I get this in you.”I moaned and pulled my pussy lips apart, holding my cunt open for her. She wasted no time and pressed all five of her fingers into me again. The extra stretching from my assistance and the juices.