Something began working inside her, something she couldn't quite figure out. Her rear end still ached horribly, but she found herself wondering what i... would be like to take Bill's cock up her ass. Would it feel anything at all like that riding crop?Just sitting on the hard chair was making her horny. All these sexy thoughts were working their magic on her. She remembered something said once about getting right back up on a horse that's thrown you. It keeps you from becoming frightened of all. Dean reached around and freed her breasts from the sports bra, beforewhipping it over her head. He then began sucking expertly on each nipple,raising Jasmine's expectations of what was to come as well as hernipples. As he did so, Jasmine reached her hand into Dean's underwear andtook a firm grip on his member and began pumping it in her hand.There was no way that he couldn't react to Jasmine's attentions on hiscock, and it got about as firm as it was going to get."You better stop that unless. How the gods never give gifts without a price. How you were given two wonderful, intelligent children, but the cost was a third who would not see his potential realized, and who might well die this night.”“I prefer the fairy tale ... at least then there is some sort of reason, someone I can blame.”“The gods are very good for that, Mistress. They take all credit, and all blame, with equanimity.”Tattie wondered at her lack of tears, at how her emotions seemed to be holding their breath. Oh, her. I had known this because he told me six months ago. The doctors told him it was terminal cancer and that he had about one year to live. He asked me to promise never tell his girls. I made that promise to him that day. I stated to John I would always be there for all of them . I would do what ever I could to help out . I saw them during the six months off and on . They spent as much time together as they possibly could .One morning around seven am or so on this warm end of march day .I was out.