I'm not turning you down, you understand, just encouraging you to share the wealth."I considered being upset, despite her disclaimer, but the look of ...love in her eyes, and the nervousness, convinced me otherwise. "I'll consider bringing one of them to bed, or perhaps taking them elsewhere before I join you. If I use one of them, I'll try to keep something in reserve in case you change your mind, but I won't push you to anything."Priya smiled, and said, "You're certainly allowed to play without. I noticed this and went straight in. She was surprised by my presence. I offered to clean her up, to which she obliged. She kept smiling throughout, and I asked her what the matter was. She said her ex-boyfriend and her husband have never helped her do this after having sex with her.I was happy to see her smiling all along. We then had a shower together, and I helped her dress up too. We had an early dinner after that. It was time for me to go. I wanted more of her and did not want to go so. He loved having his hands on a firm pair of young black tits. It always got him hard. The girls had learned that they were expected to make him feel like they were very much enjoying anything he was doing to them, and often they were. He never fucked any of them in the family parts of the house, but he was very sexually active in the bedroom and in his private den. The master bedroom had two beds. Ellens was a single and his was very oversized. Often, even when Helen was in her bed, he would. “Nothing,” I said as I pulled the cigar box close to me, my secret was hidden in this box and I had no desire to reveal it to my tormentor. Then a thought hit me, “where is my panty?” Mom had washed it out but where was it hanging to dry? It was certainly not in the back of my closet where I always hid it to dry.I got off the bed trying to signal that it was time for her to leave. But she didn’t move. I held onto my cigar box and her eyes went right to it. “What’s in that box?” she asked. If I.