. Don't you yearnto 'be Natalie'." No," Natalie explained. "Because I only 'be Matthew' when I want to 'beMatthew'." But what if you were in the posit...ion where you never wanted to 'beMatthew' ever again?" Paige asked, making Natalie pause as she tied herstilettos to her feet."No point in worrying about 'what if's," Natalie said. "I've got thefreedom to choose. Personally, I find that a HELL of a lot better thanhaving to actually make a choice." If you weren't English, I'd envy you," Paige. She scrambled to put her pink fleece jacket on. Then she scurried to keep up with his long strides towards the door.“Wait, daddy, jeez,” she said.But he looked angry and in his thoughts.She took his hand.“I knew we shouldn’t have started up again,” he complained, pushing the door open and gently pushing her out in front of him.On the street, she took his hand again. “Forget Mom,” she said, but he wasn’t listening.She wanted to enjoy the city lights, the chilly air, and the walk downtown, but. Jerome seemed to be pleased with the results, without removing his flaccid cock, Jerome laid on my back and drifted off. I could hear him gently snoring in my ear as we laid there. Jerome took about an hours nap, when he awoke he patiently pulled his cock from my anus and told me to 'get in the toilet and clean your ass up, we ain't near finished'. I scampered off the bed and painfully walked to the toilet and ran a tub of water. I eased my aching butt into the warm water and relaxed from the. As he pulled out, I relaxed my hips but maintained my position of utter and complete availability.“Cum for me, slut” he growled. “In your hand.”Without moving from my submissive position, I reached down and began to stroke my floppy little cock to was passed for hardness, although compared to Cyrus it seemed flaccid and comically slender. It was shocking how quickly I came, catching most of it in my other hand.“Eat it, slut.”Again, keeping my ass up toward Cyrus, I used my one arm to steady.