I had no idea that this kind of thing was that widespread. It was hard for me to fathom.About ten minutes after Bethany had gone in, I was ushered int... the room. The therapist, Doctor Fran Mercer looked to be about thirty-five, and seemed very friendly. She had me sit in a chair next to the one Bethany was in.“Steve, Bethany tells me she told you about what happened to her. Do you have any questions for me before we start?”“Only to know how I can help her.”“That is the question, isn’t it? It’s. Butthough the punishments that they got and the humiliation they received,well, they learned to love each other. Look at them now. They reallylove to eat each other's cunts out now. And oh, by the way, theSisterhood doesn't like you to use words like breasts or vagina. Youbetter use words like cunt or pussy or tits or ass or asshole. If yourefer to yourself, call yourself a cunt. Otherwise, you'll get a shockor a beating."Right now, Holly only wanted Cassandra or Mimi to start eating her. “It can be – well, very exciting. I mean, when we were in the car coming here I said to Harold that we never quite know how it will turn out – me on my back, opening my legs ready to be fucked. And two people we haven’t met yet watching us. Just thinking about it made me wet.” And that really was that. Harold looked round our sitting room and smiled. “Where would you like us to do it? We’re pretty adaptable.” “Well,” said Laura, smiling back. “There’s the sofa you’re sitting on. But unless you. He wriggled his finger inside her before taking it out and putting it to his lips, licked it clean.He stood up and Sally came out of her post-orgasmic trance and with a start looked at her watch. “Oh my, look at the time. We need to get a move on.” Time had indeed passed by quickly and we had to get ready to meet our taxi. Sally jumped up and kissed Harry saying, “Thank you so much Daddy, I have loved the afternoon here with you.”“Me too,” he replied with his semi-hard cock dripping pre-cum.