"It's pretty shocking, isn't it?" she said gently.Dan nodded wordlessly."But it looks worse than it is." Will she be scarred?" Very little if at all."...Thank God."He rang Molly when he got back to school."That was not fun, Mum," he said. "Poor girl and yet she was very cheerful in many ways." Yes and she'll come through with flying colours. If nothing else she's got guts." Absolutely. Look, I'm not going to be able to get in tomorrow but I will do the day after." Don't worry, Dan dear. I'll go. As with any story there isn't just one beginning, so I can't start there, but I'll try and weave together the various influences that led up to a series of decisions that, with the twenty/twenty vision of hind sight did not lead to the best course of action. All I can say is that they seemed right at the time.To start with there is me, Piers Longstay, country boy who attended a grammar school towards the end of their existence, went on to university and got a good degree, and went to work in. I have a friend with whom I made out a few times in my college days. And that friend gave great head. Maybe, if we invite that friend so that friend can show you how I like it?" He looks are filled with a bit of guilt of having that wish, but also a bit of hope that she agrees to that proposal. She doesn't say a word for quite a time, she is trying to grasp what her significant other is suggesting. That man has supported her and fulfilled her wishes throughout their relationship in every aspect. She knew, without any doubts now, that she could not live without such erotic activity. Never again would she try to suppress those delicious, wicked, erotic urges.Her son and daughter would help her, help her become accustomed to this new person she really was.She writhed her naked ass against the floor, squeezing her tits without shame. Her nipples bulged between her fingers as Dave and Judy watched. Their eyes were bright, shining with pleasure, grinning at her. She shoved a hand down her.