I moaned and pressed back into him. I didn’t care how much my gut hurt, I felt great. His fingers were super-slippery. He was adding lube—lots of ...ube—to my cunt. Why did my cunt need lube? I was in monsoon season down there. Then I felt something very large and very cold press up against the entrance to my cunt. No, not cold—freezing. Glacial, and enormous. I squealed and cried out. The bowl was almost empty. I heard him say, ‘Here goes,’ and then I felt an iceberg start sliding up into my. “We sure do Jack that’s why we ended up here,” Jay saidas the other two giggled with heads looking down at thetable. “I know I came out to find some action here atol’ reliable and there just ain’t anybody over yonderthere to see to my needs,” he stated as if I was aregular at his table.“It’s has been a while since a good one come along,”said Bob, still looking down at the table top.“Too long,” Kyle added.Just then a car. Did you and Brad ever get into any kinky games?" She held her breath waiting for Diana's answer.Diana slowly said, "Just what do you mean by kinky?"Lisa tried to answer casually. "Oh, stuff like bondage or maybe spanking. Stuff like that." What makes you think so? Did I talk in my sleep or something?" Well, no, I was just wondering. Actually once or twice I thought you came back with welts on you bottom."Diana slowly said, "You mean welts like you've got now?"The silence hung for a minute while. I found Monica in one of the music rooms with some kind of music I hated blasting. I said, “I’ve got a problem I need to talk with you about.”Monica gave me a sad smile and said, “You might need to get used to talking with someone else dad.”“This is a biggie, and it kind of concerns you too, so I’d appreciate it if you could work me into your schedule,” I told her.“OK dad, let’s hear what’s up,” Monica sighed.“Cassandra sent me a note in the packages that implies Clarice and Jarvis are having.