He slides the hem up a little, his face is at the height of my navel. He kisses it gently, teasingly, and trails his tongue up and down my stomach. I ...ell him to sit back on the sofa, that I’m going to give him a private lap dance. I unzip his pants and push them down to his knees. I straddle him, rubbing myself against his crotch, only separated by the cotton of his boxer shorts. I rub my pussy over him, I can feel the entire length of his cock, from the base to the top. I was planning to. My breasts were hurting, and that took the edge off. But on the other hand, it made me horny. I was going to take a rain check on the sex thing, but what the hell.” Anna raised herself and took hold of her father, placing the head of his raging cock at her entrance. Then she slid down slowly until he was all the way in her. She winced.“Are you in pain?” Thompson asked.“Oh yes! And fuck is the pain good!” Anna began to rock back and forth now. She placed her father’s hands on her tits, and he. He squirmed around, well who wouldn’t I thought, and he gasped and moaned and all that because of the pain I had no doubt. I was conscious of my feelings though. This was really quite enjoyable. I watched my husband’s embarrassment as he accepted his punishment, his face scrunching up from time to time as Betty gave him a sharp smack on the tops of his legs. I saw his pain and marveled at it. I watched Betty’s face as she focused on the job at hand and so methodically raised her hand and. After a month upon the planet during which time our relationship had blossomed, Beverly approached me nervously. She wondered if we could make our relationship permanent and I was quite taken aback by her turn-around. Under Amph law there was no such thing as marriage since the overcrowding crisis and strangely Beverly wanted to make our relationship legal. Once again her insecurity was surfacing to affect her life. When I pressed her I was surprised to learn that she was angry about.