Her boobs were hanging out of the robe so much that I could see both her nipples. I couldn’t take my eyes away, even though the sight made my dick s...tart to swell up so much that I probably couldn’t hide it. I complimented the cake, and she talked about her baking hobby, while cutting another slice for herself and pouring the tea. I barely heard a word. I thought to myself, ‘She must realize her boobs are fully visible to me…’ That, along with her freshly showered scent, and the first taste of. I’m not big on monogamy myself. I have developed an unconventional life style, beyond the rejection of monogamy, and I am concerned about how well they will deal with that.”Daryl nodded. “Apology accepted. I can’t give you an assessment of how they might react without knowing exactly how your lifestyle is unconventional.”“BDSM, master slave relationships. I currently have four female slaves, including Molly here.”Molly blushed.Daryl grinned. “Not my thing. A couple of them might be interested. Their soaking wet abdomens part then meet as his whole upper body snakes over her in perfect rhythm. She sees flashes of his cock ramming into her with splashes of her cum gushing up between their bodies. She draws her knees up and grasps his buttocks to pull him into her with a raging animal lust. He lets out a roar and starts to cum inside her, jerking hot spunk deep inside, his cock expanding into her endlessly gushing pussy, tighter and tighter. He pulls himself out of her dripping cunt. I thought you knew. She would have waited for you."I looked at Daddy. "I don't understand." Jill, she did things her own way, right up to the last. She used a bobby pin to keep the morphine drip open. She just went to sleep and never woke up. It was too late to do anything when her body quit." I gave her that bobby pin. She said she wanted to look pretty." Jill, don't you dare feel guilty about this. It isn't anybody's fault. Her insides were being eaten up; she was rotting away. She took care.