I put her in a home for c******n. At the time of our divorce, he managed to get her and when he left for Australia, he took our c***d. I could do noth...ing. Later, I married my husband, who was already well on his way to success with Ranchland Oil. He was twenty years older than I.”“And you haven’t seen you daughter since?”“No.” She cried a little. Nathan supposed it was a normal emotion, but he couldn’t imagine Paulette caring one whit one way or the. Let's call it: Beauty and the Geek. And both of them stark naked in the Glass Box for your viewing pleasure!The Box wasn't really glass. Not that it mattered. Think of a 15-by-15-foot plush mattress, bounded by ten-foot high plexiview walls and roofed over by a mirror ceiling. In one corner an open Porta-shitter with absolutely no provision for privacy. It was sort of an illuminated transparent plastic jail cell suspended in mid-air. And, with dozens of high-resolution videocams and mikes. . I have him in me and I cannot tell if he is in by one inch for 12. But I am taking it. My cock shrinks and my prostate is all in control. I am moaning like a brother fucker. I lean back forward and more cocks get shoved in my face I am swirling and really I am just going with it. So I have no idea how many cocks are in me on me or I have in my hands. But cum is starting to build up on me. I then cannot take it any more and lean all the way over and grab the floor. Big guy pulls out but only. "Will you wash this for me?" Sure honey." He left, dashing up the stairs.----------------------------------Just recently I had broken up with Angela, my now ex-girlfriend. I couldn't stand her, all she wanted was sex, she was much too easy and didn't know how to pleasure me, only herself. I needed a different girl, one who aroused me but kept me in the dark all the same. I looked at my mother across the dinner table. She was in a low-cut tank top, her delicate black hair loosely curled and.