” and I sit her on the edge of the desk.“Sir, will you pump your cock for me, Sir, Mister Sir? That is what I usually think about when I think abo...t you, Sir. ”I stand in front of her, watching her, as she starts lightly patting her clit. I pump my cock, slow full length pumps, enjoying the show. She is an adorable thing, and seeing her naked pussy is wonderful. I make a mental note, that next time, I’m going to need to taste that. But she is on task to make this orgasm happen, and she quietly. But if it affected us both, it seems likely.”“If you did nothing else to trigger it, I suspect it happened the moment you first met,” Meritia said.“So you don’t think the itching is a coincidence?”“No.”“We didn’t really meet that first night, though,” Katrin put in. “We never spoke.”Meritia waved her hand. “That’s of no consequence. Meet, or come in close contact, or see each other. Whatever the trigger, it would have required the two of you to be together.”“Why?” Katrin asked.“You know what it. Even when she is in her own bed and I’m on the trundle, she squirms around for a long time before she will fall asleep. You probably don’t believe me, but she only came out into the living because she wanted your dick inside her and you never came to get in bed with us. She is dead to the world too. Watch this.”Shawna went over to one of the bags to get a dick shaped vibrator almost as big around as my dick. She got some spit on it, moved behind Sue and the pushed it hard up into Sue’s. ‘Fay, please, tell me what’s made you this way and we can sort it out.’You glare at me and stride to your bedroom.‘Damn!’ I tip toe down the stairs and peer around the door into the lounge. As usual, at this time of the day, Mom’s watching her favourite soap.A minute later, I storm into your bedroom. ‘Right, we have maybe half an hour before Dad’s home, so we need to sort this out. Last chance, Fay. What’s your problem?’You look up from the bed, but all I get is your tongue sticking out at.