. and no, it obviously wouldn’t be the same ... but here she was, in Michael’s house, surrounded by his stuff.Surrounded by his musk.She could lay...naked on his bed and get herself off, his demon pheromones filling her nostrils.And then, she could take a jersey or a sports jacket - something that was distinctly his. The next she saw Brandi, she could make sure to be casually wearing it.That would show her.But for now, she had an appointment with Michael’s bed and her own fingers. An appointment. So for almostthe first three years of our relationship, Iexperienced those things without him. When I went toraves, which was about every other weekend, it was agirls’ night out. He was cool about that but I stillfelt bad that he wasn’t interested in sharing a bigpart of my social life with me.Then one night when I was getting ready to go to a ravehe surprised me by saying that he wanted to go with me.He explained that he knows how much I love raves andthat he wanted to see me do. ? He justlooked down at me, enjoying every minute of my agony as I realized what wasabout to happen to me. ?What are you waiting for bitch? I know you know how tosuck a dick!? He unbuttoned his pants and had me pull down the zipper with myteeth and then I removed his ever-hardening cock from his boxers and brought itinto my mouth.? I winced with pain as hisdick moved against the cut on the inside of my mouth I?d received earlier andhe brought his hand against the side of my head and yelled. She knew she'd be seeing his dick again. This was just another excuse to show his dick. He paraded his naked dick around using his long schlong like bait, as though that would make a daughter bite the incestuous hook. Sure, he had a nice dick, but it was too nice for her pussy even if it were legal for her pussy. She might have been willing to help the poor guy out before things got this bad and this pathetic, but they just weren't a good match - big dick, small pussy - sorry Daddy, but you're.