Then, as expected, she asked my name. We sparred back and forth for a while, both being as clever as we could. Then the conversation turned to sex, an...d it was started by her. She asked me a few questions, like girlfriends, age, what I liked, etc. Then she asked "how long is your cock?".I asked why she wanted to know, and she said she was "just curious". I told her it was 9" long, but not thick, kind of slim. She got very interested, and we started talking about the kind of sex we enjoy. From. “Lee, how about if she were to admit to being in favor of you being the number one daddy—by far the number one daddy—just not the only daddy,” posited Ian.“No,” I said. “Grant is a stepdaddy who hid from me my fatherhood, essentially stealing it from me. Now I’m expected to be the good guy and forget all about that. Just let me say, put it this way: not happening. So, if that’s all the lot of you’ve got, you can all leave and not return, like ever.” I think steam was coming out of my ears.I. Instead, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I struggled briefly, knowing my Master would not be happy if I angered another Master. “He never told you what kind of party, I see. I do not tolerate this at all. He should have known that you would fight,” he said and sat down beside me. I didn't know what to do, so I sat there, wrapped my arms around my knees and waited. “Honey, your master brought you here strictly to please you. That he never told you what was going on is absurd.. They were all laughing and cheering on their buddy, but when she starting squirting they really got rowdy. “Fuck that bitch, nigga”“God damn look at that ho squirt man”I had been with this woman all these years and never even knew she was capable of squirting. Why? Was it the size of my penis? I already knew the answer. Suddenly I remembered the gun in my hand. I didn't want someone to drive by and see me standing in the front yard peeping through the window with it in my hand. I made my way.