She tried to in the kitchen. She gave her father an amazing blow-job from the sounds of it, yet that was it. He had been avoiding her for awhile and s...e starts doubting herself. She suddenly felt a wet sensation between her legs. She laid back on her bed and took off her lime green booty shorts and felt her pussy. Had thinking about her father made her wet again? She began massaging her clit gently as she took her other hand and massaged her left breast. Mmmm.. She moaned as she lightly. They fought each other. Almost every time, the larger,stronger ones vanquished those smaller. Then they came to take their prize,with massive penises at the ready. I had no choice but to submit, though thepower of their strength and victory aroused me greatly. After the sex, thenext generation of blindly fighting animals would emerge from my vagina, fightingeven before they were free from me. This continued for many generations, creatinglarger and larger monsters. Eventually, I grew tired of. The one that has a scoop front, no sleeves and big armholes. I sometimes have trouble keeping the straps on my shoulders in that one.After breakfast we went for a ride on the Underground. The weather is always warmer in London than in Derby, but it was a bit fresh out. My nipples were letting everyone know that it was fresh. When we went into the Underground it was quite breezy as well. A couple of times I could feel my dress blowing up.We got the train to Embankment station then got on the. They were a picnic compared to the judge, the old bastard had a scowl that could have melted Nusteel and I didn't think he was going to be feeling particularly merciful.I kissed the air, then blew; not being able to use my hands made the gesture somewhat less clear, but I think my adoration for my public was obvious. The lawyer who would be speaking against me was actually kind of cute. I lamented not having time to get him naked and seeing if he was worth my time, but those pretty black curls.