.. I guess I'm doing okay. I'm nervous," I said."Yeah, well, so am I," she said."You don't look it. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were here f...r a sore throat or something trivial like that."She just laughed quietly and smiled. "Or a sore pussy." Geez, keep your voice down. Besides, that's as much Ann's fault as mine." Well, yes, that's true. Anyway, what I really meant is, are you feeling any better?" About us, you mean?" Yeah, exactly." Sure, I feel better. I mean, you and I have. I might just die trying, but what a way to go!”Sarah grinned. “I think I’m going to want something a little more comfortable than the kitchen counter.” She moved towards the hallway.“What! I get nailed against the kitchen counter and you get the bed! Since when is that fair?”Sarah laughed, stopping to face her daughter. “Age and guile beat youth and beauty every time, sweetheart! Come on, you can join in.”Bill chuckled. He had been quiet while fucking Jessica, leaving the talking to her mother.. Unableto see, he couldn't really tell how far away he was at any time from beingstung, but his penis let him know each time he arrived there. This was delicioustorture, and although he wished at every moment that it would stop, he hopedequally strongly that it would not. She left him there for a long time, swingingbetween being fully erect and getting stung back to full arousal. As time woreon the stinging became more frequent, and his penis eventually came to a reston top of the plant below. So, spill it? Who did you fuck?” Billie asked bluntly with her hand on her hip. “You don’t know him. He’s not from our office and, most importantly, it will never happen again,” Tamara said, then realized that she admitted too many details. Tamara couldn't help but smile, Billie had a way of making her confess her sins. Relatively, to the young single life that Billie lived, her sins were very innocent. “Oh really? But he was hot and he did it to it, huh?” Billie teased. “Yes, he was very.