Her voice was mellow and strong.She held out her hand and shook mine with a strong grip. She leantforward and gave me a hug and I smelt the same perfu...me that I enjoyedwearing, on her, Good taste I thought."Hello Peter, nice landing. Good flight?" she asked."Easy, no problems winds were kind and traffic was light, followed aGulfstream most of the way but had to idle back so not to get too close.Other than that, just another day at the office," I replied.Glad you could come, thought we would go. I was astonished, because I could still hear the shower.Victor was smiling at me. I looked down, watching his thick cock seemed to be close to explode. Then I realized some other man had fucked me…And worst of all, I had guided myself a stranger hard cock into my wet pussy.I could still feel his semen oozing out from my cunt, falling onto the sheets.Then I imagined, as I was blindfolded on the previous night, this other man had licked my body and fucked me so wildly. But Victor read my mind and. I jump in bed on the first date, so,e times I,ll suck a guy off Before I even kiss his lips. I must be a sick bitch that puts guys off!” She sniffed. “Well you,re certainly not the shy retiring type like most of the females I met when I was your age.” I reasoned. “Times have changed, Dad. No offence, but I don,t want to end up a forty year old spinster with nothing to show for my life, but a sore cunt!” She liked to curse when angry or frustrated. “With your looks, body and talent that will. None of us has ever attracted a man before, so you can tell that Reg is special.”“You mean, like your Dad?”“Very much like Dad. He saw past your plain face to the wonderful woman inside, and made you his bride. Reg is much the same. He sees us for what we are, as real people with thoughts and emotions and dreams; not as objects to be shown off. Pretty looks, pretty hair, pretty clothes, none are of importance to him. Pretty good brains, pretty nice characters, mean much more to him. There are.