God, she wished a guy would come over to fuck her.She touched the back of her hand to her forehead. She was very warm, burning up all over. The tingli...g between her legs wouldn't stop. She had to do something about it, right away. But with what?She looked on Mom's dresser. Her brush had a round handle, but it was thin. That wouldn't do. Her own brush had a flat handle. She clenched her jaws and squeezed her legs together. Mrs. Thorn's rubber thingie would be perfect, but she couldn't just go. She was soon back and sat next to me on the sofa. Two mugs of tea and a plate of custard creams were on a small coffee table at our knees."What do you think?" asked Joanne with a hopeful roll of her eyes."It's good," I lied. "You just need a punchy conclusion to draw all your main points together."We began to work out a conclusion on a large piece of paper but I kept losing my thoughts as Joanne was wearing a thin pink t-shirt and I could see her nipples bursting out."So where do I put the bit. But when it's someone you love..." Exactly, and love is the key word. Not that we don't love Mom and Dad, but that's different. We love Shannon and it hurts us to deceive her even a little bit. I don't like keeping secrets from her. Besides, she loves us just as much and would never do anything to hurt or betray us." Okay. So how do you want to do it?"She sat up and put her books down. "Well, I've been wondering, and this will also be a bit of an experiment. You know how you brought Rebecca and. She was so thankful she begged to suck Johns cock. He allowed her to thank him orally for a few minutes before pushing her onto her knees and elbos. He shoved the tube into her ass and allowed all 5 quarts empty into her. She screamed and screamed but never did ask him to remove it. “that’s it my prize, mmmmmmm.” He plugged her ass with a plug, to continue her training. He then ordered her to sit on one of his workers hard cocks. She did so obediently, lubed by the blood in her pussy. She rode.