. not once." They don't like to admit that their parents have sex." Wendy said."We have reached the limit of their Squick factor."In a perfect imitati...n of Inkeri's voice, Wendy said, "You already produced perfection ... why are you still trying?" Replacements," I said. "I told them we were producing replacements." Oh! You didn't?" the teacher asked."Yes ... we did," Wendy said."That's funny," she said."We weren't joking," Wendy and I said, straight faced.She looked shocked.But we couldn't keep. Mia's breath was coming in short huffs and fearful tears filled her eyes. "It's okay, it's okay," Stan said quietly, thankful the aisle they were in was deserted at the moment. "You just be quiet, and everything will be good." He moved his finger in a slow downward motion over Mia's upper lip, and she closed her mouth. Stan slid his hand down from her wrist, entwining his fingers with her own. "Come with me, " he told her and turned to lead her out of the store. Mia resisted at first, locking. I wiggle my ass, trying to push it in, but the toy is removed fromtouching my skin, releasing another low growl from my mouth. I remain still,and the toy is brought back, this time, He pushes it in, and my back archessharply once again. The plug is seated in deeply, and I once again worshipthe sensation of His cock inside my pussy. He wastes no time, thrusting deepinside of me… hard… fast… again and again until I knowI wouldn't be able to see anything even if there was no blindfold. He grabsmy. Waking up early was just not my thing. I'm just not any kind of early bird.But something felt strange about this morning though. I couldn't quite put my finger on it.I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. A poster on my wall that my bed is up against catches my eye. I did indeed have a poster on that wall, but something was different. I don't remember owning a poster of a girl band.I continue looking around. My eyes running along the wall past my window with the frilly curtains I don't.