And Nell had the mental fortitude to blather details about stimulating anuses with clown noses, in a church full of old biddies. So they can spin an earnest conversation however it suits them.”
“If she hasn’t accused me of abusing her, Mom, I’d rather talk about a better remedy than Dad’s worthless ointment.”
That took some of the wind from her sails. “What’s going on back there?”
“MMbblll!!!” Nell replied as if her mouth was full. “Why did I bother?” She receded into the hall. “Who knows what the future will bring!” I sang it. “You can do anything you want with your dick. Nell recognized my dilemma. “I could punish you when your fetish overwhelms. I wanted to retort that she hadn’t denied my accusation but played it safe by focusing on the soft touches of her fingers.
