I played 18 holes without once thinking about my daughter or her friend. But as soon as I got in my car and started to drive home the thoughts came ba...k. I could picture Sara lying on my den floor and her shirt riding up just enough for me to see her red panties. I then tried to picture Beth in her panties. I then tried to think of ways to catch Beth without cloths on, walking into the bathroom, her bedroom, something. By the time I had gotten home I was disgusted with myself for having these. . . 5! Oww babe, this really hurts!” “Shh," he told me. "Don't make me gag you.” I instantly shut up. A couple more whips to the butt and he walked away. He came back a minute later and started rubbing his hands over my body, where he then started caressing and playing with my clit. Now, I'm very sensitive there, and he knows that. Obviously him playing with me there caused me to start getting very wet, very fast. My pussy was basically leaking with how wet I was. It was then that he started. ‘Yes, sir, Matt, I hear you,’ she responded, falling into her old method of calling him ‘sir’. That part felt good to him but he pushed it away quickly, in his concern for her. She started to cry again. He let her cry for a few minutes and then spoke to her again: ‘Have you made any decisions about what you’re going to do?’ he asked. Her crying slowed down then and she said: ‘Yes, I’m going away. Just to get away somewhere, where it’s new and different, somewhere to think for just a bit.’. The woman was apparently insatiable; she could probably handle the whole company by herself! Two other squids were wandering through the leftovers; one of them glanced down at the stasis chamber. “Hey, Sprik, when will this one be done?” The medic wandered over, checked the readouts, and grunted, “Another five minutes, if you want her jaw to work.” The squid plopped on the lower end of the chamber; apparently, he was going to wait. In the meantime, he pointed out a heavy woman with mouse-brown.