She felt too good to not have over and over again.“Does that feel good, Baby?” Michael whispered into her ear.“Oh Yes, Daddy. It feels amazing.�...� she sighed. “Faster, Daddy. Please.”Michael picked up the tempo of their love making, thrusting into Sarah’s tight cunt again and again. He would pull his thick cock back until it was almost all the way out of her clenching wetness before plunging back in again, deeper with each thrust, his bulbous head rubbing repeatedly against that special spot. "He went to the kitchen, relieved to have a least a few moments tohimself. He felt so out of control of what was happening. How could hiswife do this to him? And what had they been referring to earlier, aboutengaging with others and having physical encounters? He didn't like thesound of that. His hand was shaking so much as he poured that he gotsome wine on the side of the glass, which he was quick to wipe.When he returned and gave the drink to Violet, she (let's just refer toher that way). He quickly wiped it off andtook a reading. Fran could only wince as it entered her, once again. (Franalso winced because she knew that the test was set for one hour, and then thecool down, so this would happen five more times.) Time moved painfully slow for Fran now, as she began to perspire under thelight's rays, and from the heat of her coworker's stares. The potion was alsokicking in, making Fran's body tingle all over. It felt like armies of antswere marching over her skin. Her senses. I know I was 11 now and getting old, but what girldoesn't have a favourite dolly!I put my new dolly on the bed and said to her, 'let's see what else ishere.'On top was a pink silky nightie that slivered through my hand as Ilooked at it. It was gorgeous. I put it aside and looked at the otherthings. There was another nightie, this time in pale blue. It waslonger than the other one but the same satiny fabric.There were two dresses, one pink and the other one yellow. They weresummer dresses with.