I cried out but avoided swearing and remained bent over the stool.Aunty handed the phone back to Kate and told me to rub my bum. Kate smiled evilly as...she recorded my cock swinging back and forth. Thwack, the plastic ruler came down across the shaft, making it bounce down and up.Aunty flicked the ruler, “Keep that under control or you’ll get more of those.”It was time to apologise and explain why I was to be punished. I stood facing them, my cock now rigid, “I am going to be punished with. No one will ever know."Hmmm, another turning point in my life was about to happen. I said, "Ok ifyou go first, because I don't trust you" He thought about it for a minute,and we made a pact never to tell anyone about what was about to happen. Ipulled open my sleeping bag and my cock sprang straight up in the air. Heslid out of his bag, threw his legs over me and unceremoniously took ahold of my cock. After a few strokes, he very slightly put his tongue onthe tip. A moment later he put the tip. She scooted her car keys back and forth across the shiny table with her equally shiny manicured nails. She ordered coffee. He ordered a beer. She made hers Irish with something out of her purse, and for a few moments they nursed their drinks in silence and contemplated each other. In a way you could say the two of them matched each other, at least in the contrast of light and dark. Each had long angled fingers that moved just a little too much when they talked, whether to touch a spoon, fiddle. All of the doctors and nurses were men. I spread my legs so many times during my pregnancy for so many different men that I lost tract. It seems that every visit I was introduced to a new doctor by a new nurse. Then after birth I had several men every day checking my recovery, washing my pussy, and applying new pads between my legs. Hell two of them even sucked on my nipples to get my milk to come in. Modesty! No! I don’t think I have any left.”I smiled and asked, “Is there anything I can.