.. don't you dare." I'm serious. I really want to try this. I trust you, please. I promise, if I hate it at any point, I'll tell you, and we'll stop i...mmediately."And I was persuaded.We started her sex therapy.She came over to have sex with me often, whenever she felt unwanted, or hated by people.Since it seemed to help her, I was happy to do so. Well, that and the fact that I'm still a man.But did I tell you about her experimental and adventurous side?She wanted to try new things, as was usual. ”“It’s okay, Tricia,” I assured her. She had a way of speaking without all the layers of bullshit that people normally used. I actually did like her. She reminded me of Carl. She did just remind me that this had gone down exactly like my parents’ divorce had though.“I heard you talked to my mother the other night,” I said gently. She was still very shy and I wondered if she talked to much of anyone at school.“Yes, she found out about the rumor over the weekend too. She wanted to find out. I just laughed at him and said, "I'm always careful Daddy." I walked up to him, gave him a kiss on the cheek which left a lipstick mark and told him to behave at his party. "Goodbye, Daddy. See you later - probably around midnight or later," I said as I went out the door and climbed into the car. Daddy followed to see me on my way."And don't drink and drive," he shouted as I started the car engine, put the car into gear and drove off.Sharon lived about 20 miles away and I was leaving myself a. This time she faced her boss and guided his cock into her pussy. I knew she was loving the huge cock inside her, more so as she was gaping after the gangbang. I sat on the couch with my cock in hand and could see her ass swinging up and down on the black shaft, making it harder with every stroke.Her moans were growing louder and so was the manager’s. By this time the pace was quite high and I was surprised how like a pro she was managing to fit the manager’s girth and riding him like a horny.