"He can be quite romantic sometimes. You know what he did for our last anniversary?"She looked interested. "He didn't go to a basketball game?" It was...'t basketball season," I joked, embarrassed in advance at the story Laura was about to tell."He rented a helicopter and flew me up to this spot in the foothills. It was a little clearing with a stream beside it, miles away from any roads. Completely isolated. He pulled out a picnic basket and a blanket and we had lunch there." Wow," Sharon said,. A good twenty more smacks were applied before Mr. Bell let up. Finally he said, "Sandy, are you ready for the play now?" "Yes sir, Mr. Bell, I am ready. I think you helped me for sure, I can feel that in more ways than one," she replied. The next few days Jenny's rehearsals were much improved, in fact they were outstanding, exactly the result Mr. Bell had hoped for. Friday was the big opening night. To promote the play, the cast dressed in character during the school day. Mr. Bell saw Jenny in. It felt really good." "How good?" "Like... orgasm good." I've given her orgasms from rubbing her clit in the past, but one thing I've never been able to achieve with her is giving her an orgasm from sex or fingering her. It's not that I can't find her g-spot and she always says she feels close but can't seem to let go with me. Clarifying what I had just heard, I ask her, "He gave you an orgasm by fingering you?" "Yeah and baby it felt amazing. Not just him fingering me but everything about him. Perhaps even give it to you free and clear," John replied."What John? Just name the terms, please," I responded."Your daughter Stephanie. I want that young girl badly. I want to take her to bed and have that pretty morsel lying against my black body with my cock inside her tight cunt. I will be gentle and she will soon enjoy pleasures she has not known before," John adamantly stated.."Oh please, not that John. She is too young and she would be afraid. I could never forgive myself. You are so.