"From the size of that middle, I'd say that, for sure."It took every ounce of discipline I had to appear offhand. "Where?" Well, how should I know? Th...re must be a dozen hospitals in the city." Mother frowned slightly. "Why do you ask, Peter?" Ah, no reason. Maybe I'll go say congratulations… or something, when she um, comes back." Oh? You know her?"Careful, careful! "Well, no, but it would be, I don't know, neighborly."Mother looked at me a moment. Father snaked an arm around his paper,. It's driving me crazy. Every time I go to bed with a man, I dread it because it's the same thing every time. My pussy, my clit are in agony because I'm not stimulated properly. I end up having to give myself an orgasm with my fingers or a vibrator. I'm so embarrassed telling you this, but we seem to be on the same wavelength. What do you think?"Mr. Kushna listened attentively, nodding his head appropriately at different times during my speech about all the bad sex I'd had."Well, Stacy, there's. But that didn't stop the butterflies in your tummy. Instead of a club, this time you were going to an apartment, one that Angel and some of the others used for private parties and other - more intimate - activity. You wished you could participate more in that lifestyle, but were aware that things needed to be taken one step at a time. Having identified yourself to the doorman, you took the lift up to the 7th floor, pressed the buzzer, and waited.If the atmosphere in the club had screamed "Sex!". I would really love to watch as you eat Jackie’s pussy.’ For the first time since I started this whole, torturous ordeal with Karen, Jackie made a sound, ‘Oh, you sweet, sweet man, you.’ For all of her blustering this evening and faux annoyance dealing with anything ‘Jackie’, Karen did not seem too unhappy at the prospect of servicing her cousin. In fact, she looked like she relished the opportunity. I suspect given the extreme state of arousal she would have willingly gone down on an aardvark.