" It was my fault, I should have been a better husband for her," I told her."That's bullshit Paul and you know it. She used you," she said with anger ...in her voice. Then added, "You were a better husband than she deserved." Still, if I hadn't been so drunk and slept with her none of this would have happened. She wouldn't have thought I was the father." I retorted.As she stared at me in shock she said, "Shit Paul! She never told you?" Told me what?" I asked puzzled."You didn't sleep with her. You. “Oh yes,” I heard his gravelly voice say, “you want something to suck?“Yes,” I muffled over his fingers and to avoid any confusion, “I want some cock and some come!”“Mmm good,” he answered, “I hope you can handle it!”Mmmmm I thought to myself this sounds promising and I was right to think this way. Hi body blocked most of the light through the hole as he stood up. I watched him present his cock to me and licked my lips as I saw that he was so thick that he nearly touched the edge of the cut. Very pink.Exactly the kind of traditional sissy babe that makesjudges cream their jeans just looking at her.And there was Rhonda Daddysgirl, Miss California. Shewas pretty too, in a long-blonde-hair,tanlines-around-the-puffy-nipples, surfer way. Butwhat made her special was that Rhonda was a true SAP.Sissy American Princess. She had been told since shewas about two years old that she was the prettiestsissy on earth. Best clothes. Personal beautyattendants, poise coach, make-up crew.. I then nodded at him and told him see ya later, man. I led Sheryl to the hot tub, where there were two males witha woman. They were all nude, and seemed to be having a nicephilosophical discussion. When we appeared, I made Sheryl stand atattention, head bowed, hands behind her back, while I unleashedher and took her collar off. I then told her to strip, while thetwo guys and the woman watched. Either the woman didn t wantcompetition, or they might have thought we were too.