"Oh, my, don't be so eager, Mister Whip, you must be a gentleman and allow me to open slowly. Yes, just like that my long black lover, make me take it...now and I will be a good girl."Her slit was weeping now and she knew her guilt was increased tenfold but she was unable to shake her need for more. She made sure the door to the cell was locked from the inside and ran to the narrow bed to press her shuddering body facedown into the plain white sheet. She put her small private towel under her. I did ask Carmelita how her current pregnancy was going to affect the party preparations. "Oh, don't worry about it! My mother can cover for me for the few days I will be unavailable!"The fact was that I heard "don't worry about that" so many times during the next few months that I couldn't help worrying.The first item on the agenda was getting Sarah fitted with the proper clothes for the event. Everything had to be brand new! She must have all new clothes from the skin, out. Fortunately, there. “You’re going to have to get me hard first. Wrap your hands around my cock and play with it.” “Okay.” I knelt down in front of my stepfather and held his cock. I moved my hands up and down. He had a weird look on his face while I played with his cock. The more I pulled at it, the bigger it got. “Hold my balls too. God, you’re making me so horny. I know this is really wrong but, damn girl I think we’ve got a deal. You’re so good at this. I want you to kiss my cock.” I kissed his cock going up. Noting yet another acceleration in use (or at least procurement) he did a quick multiplication problem in the margin, grimaced at the result and made the note before continuing.At the end of the aisle he visually inspected one of the two electric dehumidifiers which kept the humidity in the space a constant. It appeared to be running correctly and the tank was draining without issue into a nearby drainpipe plumbed for just that purpose.On either side of the dehumidifier there were doors leading.