"That was the single most amazingly intense experience of my life," she whispered. "I can't even move." You did pretty well for a first timer." I said...encouragingly "Think it's something you'll want to do again?" That's all I want to do." she answered, closing her eyes and reaching around to feel her arsehole. A worried look appeared on her face "Jesus, I hope it shrinks up again, you could drive a truck up there now." "You'll be fine" I reassured her "You might be feeling it a bit tomorrow. “You’ve been stealing secret glances at that book all week. Lemme see!”“No, really, it’s nothing,” Alison remonstrated.“Hey, Al, what’s come over you? It’s me! You used to share everything with me. Don’t shut me out: that’s not fair!” On the screen, the two men were tossing their “doll” around, lifting her bodily off the ground and spreading her legs wide to give her a standing-up DP. The camera zoomed in to an upskirt close-up of the girl’s perineum, which glistened with cunt-cream as the two. " Try to document the effects for me," said Leslie, over the phone.Alexandra held up a printout. "We have three goddesses, one priestess and one priest, here in San Antonio, who have experience working with the mentally handicapped."Kay nodded in approval of the priestess' initiative. "Very good. They'll be able to document Mandy's cognitive development, if any."Kay and Jennifer said their goodbyes and hung up.Mandy, who had ignored the conversation, which was way over her head, started at the. “I’m off then to the shops.”“No, no not today Toni. Now you’re a married woman, it’s high time you understood how this bonus system works. Push that door closed.”I did as she asked and then, to my utter amazement Miss Ferguson undid the button at her waist and, with a little shuffling dance she eased her beautiful black pencil skirt down over her hips and off her feet. She hung the skirt over her chair. I had always assumed that Miss Ferguson wore tights. Not so! Black hold up stockings with.