Maybe things aren't totally smooth yet, but they're improving." So where's that noisy hen of yours?" Baker asked."I've still got her, for now -- but I...trimmed her volume level and let her know she isn't in charge," Ned replied."Well, keep an eye on her -- and don't backslide -- and you'll probably be okay," Baker advised.Ned nodded. "Say, Sarge -- are you getting laid two or three times a night?"Baker grinned. "That will throttle back, Son. Enjoy it while you've got it. Oh, it doesn't have to. What did he buy?! He laid each one down to the left of his chair and then sat down. “You look very pretty, aimee. Do you like your new outfit?”“Very much so, Instructor Mike! I like that it’s warm but shows my ass off for Daddy.”“He’s going to enjoy seeing and groping you in it for sure. Let’s work on your girly voice a bit now. I want to hear a higher pitch with a more gentle demeanor. Now be a good girl and open up the left suitcase.” I did and was in sissy heaven. Panties, bras,. ” I kept as quiet as death.“No” (here something I could not catch), — “no, — it warn’t no pleasure to me, — I’ve been crying ever since, — you won’t marry me after all I dare say, though I let you do it.” “So help me God I will, I’ll marry you.” He swore quite loudly. “Hish!” “Mother won’t let us, she hates you.” The female whimpered, then was mumbling, kissing, soothing, quietness, then all of a sudden, “Oh! you’re hurting me with your fingers.” “Hish! — hish! — be quiet!” Then I could hear. Her fingers held his powerful buttocks. A middle finger pushed inside his anus."Fuck," exclaimed Wolf, quickening his thrusts. He returned to her nipples, biting them."Gretchen! My clit!" screamed Nina. Gretchen didn't even feel the hard floor beneath her knees as she toppled beside the bed and slid her hand between her two lovers' torsos and strummed Nina's extra large bundle. Her other hand kept busy with her own clit. "Yes!" Nina shouted and repeated in the rhythm of the fuck. "Gods Yes,".