He was as deep inside as he could possibly get now and again he gyrated his hips, creating more friction inside my cunt, making me hotter and hotter.T...en he let go of my hips and pulled me up by my tits. He kneaded my tits hard and pinched my nipples as he kept slamming into my wet hole, with his balls teasing my clit. He fucked me harder. He fucked me deeper. He possessed me completely."My clit, Dave," I begged him. "Please touch my clit." I've got my hands full," he laughed and squeezed my. "Considering you were wearing a dress and underwear when you left for this morning and are now wearing a see-through crop-top style blouse and a mini skirt that's so brief it almost shows off your arse crack. And considering that skirt is almost as translucent as the blouse, and in view of the fact you are not wearing any underwear now and are clearly freshly shaved I'd say it must have been a very interesting day. What do you think John?"He grinned having taken real notice for first of the. ..?" She blushed."Just take care of Sofia, it's okay honey, it's not like we don'tknow," her mom told her.I smirked at her. "Nummies Mommy!" I said to her.She sighed and picked me up out of the highchair. There was a blanketin the diaper bag that she pulled out, apparently not too fond ofbreastfeeding me in front of her parents! Other than that, it was soroutine to me anymore I didn't really feel like it was that big of adeal!She placed me at her breast and I let my mouth instincts take over.. I felt a warm glow, almost as if I were with a gentle lover, as I stated the next part of the punishment. “After all gathered have heard her screams,” I said firmly, “she should be tied to the back of a jackass and paraded in shame through all the streets of our village.”There was a collective gasp from the crowd. The parade of shame was normally only done for women who had seduced another’s husband or for prostitutes who refused to wear the paints and colors of their profession.For the parade.