Strangely, she sang a silly rhyme as the optician spunked her. "Dib dob doe! My big toe! Dirty doctor spanks me, rude optician balls me! My slit's ful... of sperm!"I quivered, cringing in shame, and couldn't stop myself shooting my own teased tormented sperm on to the bare concrete floor outside. I looked in on Mum as she rudely flaunted herself and willingly cuckolded me and Dad to pay the optician!I sank out of sight, to clean myself up and collect my shattered nerves. After a few minutes I. ‘Yes, you did, but I must correct something you said earlier tonight. We have not been ‘together’ since January 2000. We didn’t have our first date until Valentine’s Day, and you claim our second date was Amanda’s second birthday. Our third date was when we had pizza and beer, and our fourth date was March the twenty-fifth. That’s the night we had sex together for the first time. So, my dear, we haven’t been ‘together’ since January 2000.’ ‘Technically, you’re correct, but I distinctly remember. I had a lovely orgasm. It was lovely to cum and listen to your voice. Bye – the – way, has anyone ever told you, you have a very sexy voice?As for my size How could I be insulted? I know I have massive breasts and it looks like you are hiding some very impressive girls under your coat yourself.”Harriet stood up and said “Look I'm still in my dressing gown, I've not long since had a shower. I would like to try on my new things and your the fitting expert so why don't you help me?Come along, give. I trusted them and beggedthem for years but all in vain. Jaggan was way better and honest thanthese assholes.After they went I locked up myself in a room and took a bath. My body feltimpure by the touch of this young SI. I could see lust in his eyes as hefirst saw me. As the water trickled down from the tips of my breasts andhair down to my pussy I imagined what it would be to be in his arms. Iimagined his penis, I imagined stroking it. The thought of penis remindedme of my own penis. I.