Up the stairs I go, I pick up the pace. I must be in position when He gets to my room or I will automatically get swats and a privilege removed. Somet...mes I don’t get a physical punishment, or privileges revoked. Those times I get a lecture by Him about my behavior or mistake, and that is worse. Although I can tell he is not in a lecture kind of mood. Almost to my room, the first door at the top of the stairs. I reach for the handle and realize I hear noises on the inside, mind goes into over. It was, therefore imperative to Peter that he properly scrutinize Vicky’s suitability for himself as soon as possible, so a phone call and lunch invitation to his old friend Joan at the bookshop was now in order... Having pressed the quit button on her smartphone, Victoria Preston once again anxiously speculated if she was doing the right thing in asking Kevin Smith to provide her with more of his joints, but her craving to feel the calming yet somehow stimulating peace of mind Kevin’s pot. "You'd better lay off my cockfor a few minutes, or the cum will become a reality!" I let go and slowedmy pace. "That's it! That's perfect." The timer went off in the kitchen soI went to baste the turkey. When I returned, Billy was still ready formore. This time my cock slid into the tunnel with less resistance."Actually, Billy." I said once I got the rhythm back. "I felt kind of asurge of masculinity with your dick in my ass. I hadn't expected that." I feel that way, sometimes, too." Billy. " He smiled down at me and picked up the speculum. “You are incredibly moist my dear but I don’t want there to be any discomfort at all and it is a large instrument so I am going to add a little lubricant.” I felt the cold lubricant and then the cold metal of the speculum. The pressure of it. The Dr. turned on the monitor and I saw the image. At first, it didn't make sense but then he opened the speculum a little and it was me. He pushed in slowly and it showed the path of the instrument. Mr..