“This is whatchu get for making me run around for nine muthafucking days, bitch.” Her tone switched to aggressive and she gritted her teeth upon d...livery.“Yessss, punish me. Fuck…” Luna’s eyes crossed and her hips bucked as she spasmed all over the invading digits.“That’s right, nut for me you pretty ass bitch.” The aggression of Cricket’s fingering increased making Luna shudder again into orgasm before she recovered properly from the first. She caught spaghetti legs but Cricket held her up. "Do you want to know what I'm doing right now?" No, don't tell me. It would distract me. I've got to study," I pleaded as we said goodbye.Laura had been asleep for two hours when I got to bed that night. "Only 6 more days," she mumbled as she threw an arm over me.I was in the bathroom the next morning, shaving when Laura slipped through the door, carrying my school clothes."Put these on, please," she said, playfully slapping my ass."Why?" I asked, turning to see that she was dressed."We have. It was all so wonderful, and now I'm crying like a baby..."Tammy, like every good mother, knew her daughter well enough to ask the tough questions. "Amy? Are you afraid Brian is going to leave us, someday? Is that why you're weepy?" Don't say that," she wailed! "Don't even think about it. Brian can't leave us. What will we do without him?" Her tears came faster, and she was nearly hysterical when Tammy crawled on to the bed with us, took Amy in her arms, and rocked her like a newborn baby. The. Jack knew all those old-wives takes were a bunch of hooey. He could see just fine. His masculinity had developed rather early, and he had managed it as best he could. He took himself in hand and went right to it. So, three times a day Jack played with himself. He practically kept Kleenex in business and his eye-sight was still 20/20.But, in hindsight, he should have been more discrete. The night of his utter and on-going ( to say nothing of 'on-coming') humiliation was one he will never forget..