This is now the 5th part in what will be a twenty part series. * Harry strolled through the doors of the Church hall almost exactly on time. There wer... a dozen or so people milling around. His Aunt Diane spotted him, ‘Ah Harry, now the minister is around somewhere, he can show you what needs to be done, where has he disappeared to?’ Failing to locate the Reverend William Llewellyn-Jones, she recruited his wife instead, ‘Trixie, do you know what it is that your husband wants Harry to sort out?’. .. well, it would be rude not to. Right? I didn't want to give her, like, bad self-esteem or whatever. But I swear, I'm not a lesbian.The next day was awkward. We awoke, dressed, and went to school without saying anything. The tension was so obvious at breakfast that even Mum picked up on it."What happened?" she kept asking, looking between the two of us. "What happened? Tell your mother ... you can trust your mother. Tell mother what happened. Tell Mum what happened."I knew that I could trust. "Of course not."Barb chuckled. "It's perfectly natural, you know. Most girls your age have sucked pussy. Me, I've been sucking pussy and cock for as long as I can remember."Jenny gasped as the tip of Barb's finger prodded her G-spot. Barb tittered and rubbed the super-sensitive spot in Jenny's cuntal wall until Jenny thought she was going to come. Barb slipped the finger out of Jenny's fuckhole and started rubbing Jenny's clit, wiggling it in circles. The stimulation was different, but it. The dominatrix paces around the man, sometimes striking out with her whip causing the man to moan. You finally get your pants off and you start to stroke your cock fervently.By now the dominatrix starts to truss up the mans cock and balls, as the cock bobs in front of him the dominatrix slaps his balls and laughs wickedly! "These balls are mine now, slutboy! You should have been careful what you wished for, you just might get it.."In your horny, almost feverish desire, you find yourself wishing.