” I could feel my cock stiffen as I said that. “If I am going to pay good money, I want to be able to touch and feel her, and have some really nic...e big tits in my face. That’s just my opinion.” She laughed once again, like a little naughty chuckle. She turned the television off and said, “I do agree, Im not sure why you would want to pay good money to see a set of fake tits, I know that men prefer the real thing, and the bigger the better.” The bulge in my pants was difficult to hide at this. “Get up my lazy wives, and let’s go for a run.”“I have a better idea,” said Mia as she stretched her hands over her head, her pert breasts on display. “Instead why don’t you finish what you started last night. Seems to me the dream ended before your Asian wife had her turn.”Johnny grinned, dove back into the bed and did his best.The conversation at breakfast was lively. Rachael was especially animated. “I can’t believe I was like that back then!” she exclaimed.Mia laughed. “You weren’t, Ruth. "But why?" I asked, the disappointment showing in my voice."Well, I saw my wife today when I was at the farm and she wants us to giveit another try together." But, Gus I mean I thought you were really into the stuff we've beendoing. I thought that you maybe were liking me too."I was about to cry and I didn't even know exactly why."All that's true, Blake," he said softly. "It's more true than youknow. But I feel like I have to at least give her another shot. She's areal bitch most of the time. Squeezing my nipples, twisting them between his thumb and fingers. “Please Daddy.”“Please what babygirl?”“Please Daddy, let me cum.”“Cum,” is all he says.And I’m broken into a million pieces, as he tongues me to an earth shattering orgasm. The spasms roll over me, as my heart beats like a drum in my ears. My breath ragged. “Oh thank you Daddy.”“That’s my good girl.”Chapter ThreeHe lets me gain some composure before he helps me to roll over. Now, my face is to the rug, with my ass up in the air..