.. erm, daughter!" FOURTH WEBMISTRESS I was happier then and I had nothing! I remember my old TG fiction site, back when it had barely a hund...ed, mostly amateurish stories. SECOND WEBMISTRESS Barely a hundred? You were lucky to have that many! My first site had barely a hundred VISITORS, just a couple dozen stories, all amateurs, and the connection time was unbearable to try and download anything! THIRD WEBMISTRESS Hey, you were lucky to have amateur writers! All. The men had been lewd with the girls before, teasing having fun with their innocence, but no one had ever dared take it this far, though it was a farm fantasy to ravage the young creatures, no one had dared it, until now.She thought for a moment and it seemed to her to be quite a helpful suggestion, so she sweetly and meekly took off her shirt and bra and got on all fours infront of him as he had instructed her, allowing him to proceed squeezing and pulling on her tits, tweaking the hardening. She looked fragile — face swollen, wearing an oxygen mask, and lying so still he had to watch closely to see her chest rise and fall. Doctor Grady explained that her physical injuries, although initially disfiguring, were actually minor and in a few weeks would fade away. The smoke seemed to have irritated only her upper respiratory system. The arterial blood gas analysis was negative. A chest x-ray was scheduled for tomorrow as a precaution. If nothing changed dramatically, Faith would remain. Soon she would feel her pussy getting wet, her bare outer lips swelling and pushing against her panties, rubbing whenever she twisted or turned at her desk. Her nipples would stiffen and push out into the open, causeing lewd obviose bumps against her blouse. It was all she could do not to spread her legs and masturbate right on the spot. She tried to imagine the scene that would cause. Skirt hiked up, legs splayed wide, and half her hand buried up her pussy while her co-workers gawked at her..