Punish your nasty bitch!" The last sentence was said as a scream as she came again, and Mr. White grunted as he came as well.Mrs. White lay there, sti...l watching me, when Mr. White said, "Oh, shit! I'm going to be late!" I heard him cleaning himself up and fixing his pants. I ducked back as his head came in to kiss Mrs. White's back and I heard him say, "I love you, Junie. I'll see you later." He rushed out the other door and it was quiet in the kitchen.I looked back in and Mrs. White was still. “Maybe this isn't right.”“Come on,” Allie muttered. She wasn't paying attention to me at all. She had her attention locked on the screen.Tara bent over to take off her panties, her rump and pussy aimed at the screen. Allie gasped. “Look, look, she's shaved, and is that a clit piercing?”My eyes widened. Tara had a gold ring nestled in her pussy. I couldn't believe it, then I noticed Sara pulling out her nightgown. Her breasts swayed and both her nipples were pierced with gold rings. This heat. The only sexual relationship I've got is with my right hand, which hardly..." The surprised reactions around the table were amusing. My family didn't talk openly about sex and didn't crack such jokes over dinner. One-on-one sex talks with a parent in the privacy of our bedroom was our family style. Mom wasn't puritanical about sex; she could actually talk about it very well, just in total privacy because Mom was English. Her attitude had to change because it'd get in the way of my plans.. “Ah well me cunt is lonely without your cock,” she said hopefully, “Go on, stick it in me you know you want to.”“I desire no such thing,” I insisted.“Then why’s t sticking up like a broom handle?” she demanded.“That is my business,” I insisted.“If you say so,” she said, “So you won’t mind if I sort of sink down on it and pleases me self will you?”“No,” I insisted. She misunderstood, deliberately I assume and threw the bedclothes wide and straddled me. “No,” I repeated as she sank down gripping.