I'd snuck outa dozen times, two dozen, and fucked every cock I could find. I'd lethim catch me and punish me and call me names, knowing that one day I...would push him just a little too hard, a little too far. I was hislittle whore. His slut. His bitch. His little fuckface and now I wasmy daddy's wife.I'd give him a daughter too, just like I'd promised. A girl we couldlove and teach and grow into a slut just like me. I'd teach her justlike my mommy had taught me, knowing that someday my daughter. Sanju bus me chup chap baitha hua tha, main uska dhyan apni taraf karne ki koshish kar rhi thi.Main – Sanju tu teen din se school nhi aaya tha. Mujhe apni notebook de main use puri kar deti hoon.Sanju ne meri baat ka koi jawab nhi diya. Ab mujhe hi kuch jabardast idea nikalna tha, isliye main usse boli.Main – Sanju mere dimag me ek bahot hi khartnak idea aaya hai, jisse hum humesha ke liye home work se bach skate hai.Usne abhi bhi kuch nhi bola, par main apni baat ko jari rkhte hue boli. Dekh. While traveling for business (I do that a lot) I wound up in Corpus Christi, Texas for a night. Naturally I wanted to hang out in a dark and slightly sleazy (in a good way) gay bar. A quick Google search told me The Hidden Door was the place I wanted. After work that night I Ubered to the bar. By the time I got there it was around 11:00 or so, and, being a Monday, there weren’t many patrons in the bar. The bartender however was gorgeous. He was in his mid-20's and, from the looks of things,. "I had planned to do that anyway," I said, " but I still want to retrieve my Rolex." "Not half as much as I want it out of my pussy," she giggled, "it's making me wet and horny."At her place, she said we should shower first and I exploded, "What and ruin my Rolex?"So she undressed and lay on the bed with her feet near her head and her arms behind her knees. I put my fingers in her very wet pussy and felt nothing at all."The clit piercing makes me horny all the time and now your Rolex is in.