Ohh...I understand..."I massaged Ceras's juicy pussy with vigor. My fingers penetrated her, then returned to slide through her folds and across her cl...t, then back down, deep inside. Over and over, inside and outside and across her clit, all the while telling her how naughty she was, how slutty she was, but that she was good she for accepting her punishment. I knew Ceras was close to orgasm when her legs began quivering. I never slowed my pace. My slutty little girl cried out and climaxed into. Be mean or short with her and you'll deal with me. I know that at times, you find it frustrating to track me down but this is the best I can do for now."Craig said, "Unless there's any other business, this meeting is now over, and we will all be meeting for drinks and dinner at the Stock-Yard Restaurant."We had our own private dining room and it was great to see everyone and introduce everyone personally to Beth. I finally broke away and spoke with John Beth's husband."Hey, old man. How is. Sally arrived just after five and didn’t look very happy, “What’s up babygirl?” I asked with a concerned expression, “I have stomach cramps daddy” she said with a pained look on her face, “I am going to lay down for a bit” she said as she climbed the stairs, “Ok, I will come and check on you in a few minutes” I said back as I watched her go upstairs getting a nice glimpse of her panties.I sorted a few things out and then headed off upstairs to check on Sally, I walked into the bedroom and found. If it got any worse I was confident the head of my dick would poke out the bottom of the bathing suit, ruining the evening and probably making little sheltered Nicole cry. I tried all my usually bag of tricks to slow it down with holding my breath for long periods, thinking of anything non sexual, and just trying to temporarily get that one image out of my head. (Close my eyes. Ok. Furniture. A desk in the living room. Nothing sexual about that, there we go. Deep breathe. Deep breathe.).