All mine were in there.” She pointed over to our Prado. “That’s okay,” Katie smiled. Seeing them both together, my wife and my…mistress, the...re was no comparison. Melissa was who I was supposed to be with. I knew it. I was drawn to her. Katie on the other hand: I was actually repelled. I didn’t want to look at her, or talk to her. I wanted to get away from her. Turning away, I gave Sally a big hug, thankful to divert my attention. Releasing Sally, I gave my wife the once over. I was immediately. She was going to camp Arifjan in Kuwait as support staff for some Army function and would be pushing paper and I got a daily email from her.We were getting ready to deploy to Afghanistan when I her emails suddenly stopped. A couple of days later I got a strange one from her saying that something had happened and she would try to call as soon as she could to explain but didn’t want to email me about it. I said OK she had my number and knew when I would be available. I got a call from her the. Daddy knew what he was doing. Before I was his little pet on a leash. Now I was alone, he knew his lost little pet was about to taken by the wolves. I was having trouble thinking. It was early Saturday night and it was going to be busy. I had pinks every where...my pink cock hanging out. It felt like i was a sissy with a desire to be gang ****d to death. All I could think was, I had to do something. It was a real possibility, if I stayed out here, that someone just might take me and stuff me in. " Nick watched the tape as Ford serviced him with his tongue. The tape was hot. He really got off watching himself in homemade porno. And tonight would be even better. He had given thought to some really hot scenes that he could film. And he had plenty of blank cassettes. As much as he was enjoying the ass job, it was probably time to let Ford get some rest before tonight's festivities. He pulled away and hunkered down next to the bound boy. "Time to freshen up your gag, slave boy!" Holding the.