“Who is a big nasty slut?” I asked.“Mmmm…I Rupali am the big nasty slut,” my submissive reader said while moaning. I whipped horizontally ag...in. I whipped continuously and squeezed her ass after whipping. She was moaning and shouting continuously.I looked at her wet pussy and put my fingers there. I spread her pussy lips with my fingers and my other hand gently caressed her clit. I teased her by gently touching her clit but not rubbing it.“Aah daddy, don’t tease, put it in, fuck me again. So don’t cry my darling, you know how ‘wet’ you get.’ Yes I cried, I cried long and hard because my life long friend and lover had been taken away from me. But I also laughed too, I laughed just as hard at his last words to me, private in their meaning between the two of us, as our children and grand children looked on, in confusion. *** Dear Mother, and Daddio…, Daddio, I haven’t used that name since the day you died. I’ve been elected some time ago, by my brother’s, tobe the one that gets to. Our knees touched and I could still feel her warmth radiating everything surrounding her. “Do you want anything to drink,” she asked. “After all that fluid you lost, we wouldn't want you getting dehydrated.” “No, I'm fine for now. Maybe something in a little while, but right now you've got me wondering what you want to tell me.” “Like you, I keep my promises. I promised you that I would tell you what I do for a living after we made love.” “So you did.” “And you've been very good, no, you've. . arriving by boat.”“Am I right to be worried?”“Yeah, but don’t let it get out of hand. We’ll be there to help them with whatever Maxwell sends. Not to change the subject, but what did you think of how our boy handled Samantha?”“I figured her out the moment she wasn’t presented with Monica and Maria ... and I was ... well, I had faith he wouldn’t be an asshole...”“Is that a psychotherapist term?”“Smart-ass ... I knew he wouldn’t be an asshole about it, so it was going to be ... okay?”Susan.
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