Before the divorce, I don't think he gave me anything other than what I needed, you know, school clothes, shoes, stuff like that. But after the divorc..., both Mom and Dad seemed to go out of their way to give me things. Some things I would just say I like it and bam! I had it!One weekend that Dad had me he took me to the mall and as we walked around, he had asked me what I wanted for my birthday. At that time we were in Radio Shack, and I was looking at the new laptop computers and I have no. " But you're about to find out.This is your last day as a member of the Talbot family. You're about to meet with the intake agent.***A middle-aged, primly but attractively dressed agent enters the meeting room. "I am Special Agent DeMastro, your liaison during the intake process."She hits a control on the computer, and the projector screen springs to life."WITSEX is experimental. But don't worry--you're not the first to go through the process, and we have never had any adverse results."The. He told me that he wanted to see me shoot, and that he wouldn’t let me go until I had. He told me that I had one minute to jerk off or he would fuck my ass. I tried hard to jerk off, but my eyes were burning and I was nervous so I couldn’t get off. He told me that I would have to get off like a girl, while I was being fucked. He told me to grab the headboard again. He took some of the fat womans nylons and tied my hands to the corners. After that he got a rag and wiped my eyes. He told me he. The ache; the delectable shuddering ache between her legs; not so much an ache anymore but endless spasms pushing wave upon wave of sensation through her soaked and dribbling nether regions. If only he'd fill her there. If only he'd take his tumescent pulsating thing, position it behind her upturned rear and ram it deep into the centre of her pleasure.Maybe it was the bucking of her hips that grabbed his attention or perhaps the gasping redness of her face that inspired him. Maybe he simply.