I could hear her giggle at my reaction. "You know, I really have to go." She said, stepping out of the shower. I looked at her questioningly cause I t...hought she was joking. I was wrong.She flicked her head back and flashed me a iew of her perfect smile, and coupled with her ass in my face, it only made my dick throb harder. Then she walked out.I felt like an abandoned puppy. I got up and followed her, my feet stumbling on her plush carpet, till I cornered her on the couch."Hmmm? Whats this?". I gotta work the next day, early! He even made me tie them to the stairway balustrades, naked but with their shoes and socks still on, and jerked off on me while I licked their assholes and balls. It's not that I dont like it, cuz I love it, but a guys gotta make his own living, right?Ever since mommy and sissy moved into their own place Daddy has been acting weird like that. He and mom had this open marriage thing, whatever that is, until daddy saw mommy fucking three Chinese men. He said he. We had all crept closer to get a good view. Swish, swish, swish as Miss brought down the cane across his bum. “Stand up and face me.” Ed stood and cupping his penis in his hands turned towards us. “Hands on your head,” she instructed. He took away his hands and his rigid penis sprang up, getting a reaction from the girls and an reminder from Miss Phillips to stand with his hands on his head, facing forward. She picked up the plastic ruler, gave it a couple of flicks to demonstrate it’s. " What are you saying, Mad, that Bradford Lane is some kind of pervert?A transvestite?" I don't know what to think. That's why I called you." Hell, I don't know what to think, either." That's not all. He bought some shoes--again, they were more his sizethan any woman's--and he had a strange, distracted look on his face." Guilt?" It didn't seem likely. Bradford hadn't shown the least bit ofremorse, sorrow, or shame in the wake of his wife's demise. Instead,the son-of-a-bitch had booked a trip to.