‘Okay, kid, I think that’s enough of that,’ she said sardonically as she took my hand by the wrist. My complaint died when she licked my fingers...clean one at a time, and I struggled to stay focused. ‘Oh sure, it’s all my fault.’ My protests were weak, though, and we laughed together while enjoying the rest of the drive in relative chastity. The summer night was beautiful, and I revelled in it. This time we’d arrived with plenty of time to spare and only had to wait in line for a few minutes. Anyone who saw them would know what they were feeling."Don't you know an empty office?" she whispered, cattily."As a matter of face, Rhonda's out of town," Yvette smirked saucily. "Meet me there in ten minutes. You know where it is?"Laura bit her lower lip. "I know." Don't you want me?" Yvette pouted."Are you going to risk your new job?" I'd risk anything for you, Laura."It was so absurd, but Laura couldn't resist. There was no way she could keep herself from going, risking everything herself,. I had a session with a Beautician and again given the choice. Irequested minimal attention again until necessity forced a decision. Soshe cleaned up my nails, did what was necessary with body hair, preparedmy hair, and shaped the eye brows.Back in my room, in my room, I went on line and blasted polyphonicprofanity in my diary, trembling with humiliated at what they had doneto me.I screamed into that diary, then cursed, argued passionately and finallylogically about the abuse I had endured.I. When I began to fuck her colon gently, the lump moved.“Ohh... Mmm... Oohhhh...” Cassie moaned. “I can feel… I can see your dick in my stomach. I can see it moving! How is that even possible? Oh god oh god oh god!”I took a look and sure enough, I could see the outline of my penis sliding through my stepmother’s waistline. I enveloped her lean waist with both hands, as though she were nothing more than a sleeve toy, and pulled my cock out until only the head remained inside, then plunged back in.