Hishand reached out and grabbed at my hair, pulling my head up. I yelled in painand tried to pull his hand away from my dishevelled hair. He was too s...rongfor me and I grimaced in pain as he held my hair tight, holding me so I couldnot help but look at him. Mutely I shook my head and shut my eyes, but theman saw the look of defiance in my blue eyes before I shut them. ?Still wanting to play silly games cock-teaser? If you are not a good girlthen you are a bad girl? and do you know what happens. Mom asked me if she had given me a boner. I blushed and told her yes. She blushed also. I told her I thought she was hot. Mom smiled and lifted her shirt just enough to give me a good view of her snatch. She said she could help me with my boner, dad said it was okay. I turned to her and said that I did not think dad meant what she was talking about. Mom removed her shirt and stood there in front of me. I did not know what to do. I could not take my eyes off of her pussy and tits. Mom then. However, during the typically three days of my fertile time, some strange aberration of my hormones makes me insatiably horny, to the point where it is actually painful if not requited. The doctor called it “hyper-breeding syndrome”. It takes more than intercourse to satisfy that, there must be injections of male semen. Something in its composition is soothing and counteracts the condition. In case you wonder, chemical birth control makes it worse so thank god for IUDs.”Brian grinned, “If you. I let my knees fall open until all of my girlish charms were visible.Andy was transfixed as he took in the sight before him. Little Nancy Evans, her blonde ponytail hanging down behind her, her little plaid skirt now pulled up to her waist and her lacy white panties totally visible. With no crotch, little Andy could see nancy's bare pussy and, just below, the perfect little dimple of her asshole! The lad was overpowered! He glanced around and, seeing no one nearby, he unzipped his courderoy.