”“Ok. Ok. Ok! I’m a dingbat! Sorry. But you can see how I could feel confused with the knowledge that I thought I had.”“Yes, lover. We can.�...� Lynn was chuckling.“Ok, so while we are talking about your plumbing and stuff, are you on the pill?”“Nope! Doc said it would take a miracle and I ain’t no angel.”“So, I could knock you up?”“I suppose.”“And you would be ok with that?”“Wow. Where is this coming from?” Erin sat back after she asked.“I don’t know. I guess since I thought that you could not. 'Look at you!' she said with a sneer. 'You can't even keep it up you pathetic little pervert! Ashamed were you, ashamed of having to lick another man's cum from your mommy's pussy? A real man's cum? Put you hands behind your back!'While they had been attached to my cock and balls, there had been discomfort, but as she roughly removed the pegs, so they became ultra sensitive. Every yank on a pin made me cry out aloud as the contracted skin sought to regain its shape. But in spite of the pain, my. Three years ago it wasn't mine either; then came Melanie.I entered the waiting area and Rhonda—the receptionist—greeted me. She's a very pretty girl—young woman really. She'd been there for as long as I'd been coming to that dental office (about five years)."Hi Jackie, how have you been?" I answered in my usual quip;"Be careful if you ever meet me in an airport" and then I sat down perusing the ancient magazines. I searched to find an article that wasn't overly dated when I heard my name called. He continued looking for Karen, asking people who might know her if they’d seen her.They both made their way down opposite sides, looking over the crowd for any sign of Karen. Each one asked patrons, who knew Karen if they’d seen her, and none had. Several men had unwittingly fucked her or came in her mouth without recognizing her name or knowing who she was, because of her camouflaged appearance.The crowd in the Hen House was usual for a Friday night. Couples were in various stages of fucking,.