Then I switched the light off and waited. I didn’t have to wait long to start to feel an orgasm building. It arrived and I shouted ‘Priapus’. The vibrations continued, my heart slowed down for a while then it started to increase as the second orgasm started to build. This went on and on and on and I started to loose count of the number of times that I orgasmed before the timer turned the wand off. I relaxed and had a drink of water then lay back and waited. I jumped when the wand burst into life and the process started again. By the time that the second hour was over I was starting to feel tired. After the third hour I actually managed to get some sleep before the wand burst into life and I woke up with a warm feeling in my pussy. The orgasm quickly built and I was soon cumming and jerking about. In a strange way, I was glad when that fourth hour was over. I had no idea how many orgasms I had, or if I had managed to say ‘Priapus’ as each one arrived. At that moment, all I wanted was sleep. I was really grateful that the warm climate was drying the sweat quite quickly. That sleep came quickly and the next thing that I knew was the wand bursting into life. I felt refreshed and thought that it was a really nice way to wake up. As the orgasm built I wondered what it would be like to wake up to the feeling of a cock thrusting in and out of my pussy. I definitely remembered to shout ‘Priapus’ when the orgasm hit me and as it subsided I reached to my thighs, unfastened the belt and switched the wand off. In a strange way it was a relief but I just knew that I would be doing that again. The reason why I had set the unusual alarm was that I had the appointment at the clinic to see about getting the O-Shot. Pau had warned me that I’d need to be examined and get a lot of questions. The questions didn’t bother me but the examination did a little. If it was anything like the one when I went to my doctor to get put on the pill I definitely would have a problem. You see that doctor tested my reaction to clitoral stimulation and I’d cum on his gloved hand. If that happened at the clinic I was sure that they wouldn’t give me the injections. I had a long shower to remove all the dried sweat off me then put some coffee on and raided the fridge. I was nervous and didn’t want a proper breakfast. Then I had the problem of what to wear. I wanted to appear to be a demure young woman who was really concerned about her problem and my image of a girl like that has a knee length skirt, and industrial strength blouse and industrial strength underwear; none of which I own. Before I went through my wardrobe I had a good look at my butt and pussy in the mirror. I was pleased to not see any red marks on my butt. indian My pussy lips were a bit red and definitely swollen. I hoped that the red would go in the next hour or so and decided that I could argue that my lips weren’t swollen, that they were always like that. I had to fuck her. I hesitated as maybe my next question was delicate. Follow her fleeing mouth and seize it again enjoying the fullness of her lips. Looking at the read indian out it appeared they were stopped in a city called Yellow knife. Her expression one of horror and shock. She had a sad face and said Daddy I would love to, but Mommy would be sad if she was by her self alone at home. “Oh no! I just feel a little awkward in doing this,” she replied averting her eyes and fiddling with her hands. She got lost in what her body was feeling, and she couldn’t believe it was me that was doing it. Now Michelle was a rather skinny girl with small boobs but one of the tightest arses I’ve even seen. My four sex slaves moaned and groaned as they shared my cum. CHAPTER 9 Eldon squeezed her hand offering comfort, and she gave him another smile. My breasts jiggled as I sucked on Daddy. His Mom is wearing a bright yellow bikini that barely covers her essential parts. This triggered her massive orgasm gushing cum down her inner thighs. This was so hot to watch, but physically it was not a position they could stay in forever, so after longer than I could have done it, Scott stood, still thrusting and gently grasped Karen’s inner thigh of her left leg, the leg closest to us. Doing the same to Abby. Her body had never felt more cared for and attended. The Chauffeur (#30) Red Door, part one Sissy Dixie and Doc drug them out by the feet and through them in the parking lot. I love this woman. Then one night when we were all heading to the bar from his place, he said he didn’t want to go to the bar after all. He drifted up to snap a few pictures of her face as he began to work back and forth into her tight, slick hole slowly and patiently. I wanted one of my daughters to love me. She gasped feeling it as hot cum shot into her.