.. It at mid-term and I'd just blown a test that I couldn't afford to mess up on and I was pretty fucking depressed. I took my girlfriend out for a sa...dwich and was planning on a god time that night to help me forget my troubles when just before it was time to decide, her place or mine, we got into a screeching fight. Most of the screeching was coming from her. I forgot that it was her birthday and she felt that I didn't take our relationship seriously enough if I couldn't even remember. So you're having wicked thoughts right now?Yes, Sir. Right now. I am bad and that is why you need to punish me. Because I am a total slut.I want to know more about these thoughts. Tell me about the things you have been thinking about when you are slutty.Oh Sir – about your cock.What about my cock?I want to taste it. I think about you putting your cock into my mouth, Sir.Is that all?Oh no, Sir. I think about how your cock feels in my hands. How it feels in my cunt. I think a lot about you. He likedit all and some of it was well past his fantasy. Reality, he mused,however fanciful, was definitely better."Does baby like this?" Abby cooed.Mark smiled past the edges of his pacifier. That smile said it all asAbby wiped her hands clear of the baby powder."Mark precious, I don't think I'm going to be able to last much longer,"Abby said as she undid the flaps of her diaper.Mark, unable to speak, moaned a little as Abby's diaper fell to thefloor.She straddled him easing down gently,. I danced my way down to the end of the table near Walter, turned around and was shaking my panty-covered ass at him. He reached up and grabbed my panties and started pulling them down. I jumped and said what are you doing as I moved away from him and pulled my panties back up in place? Walter laughed and said, show Mike that sweet little shaved pussy you got. I got down off the table and stood in front of Walter. Again he tried to pull my little panties down. I stepped back and slapped his.