I guess it was my feelings of guilt that made me react when I came home and found you wearing my panties. Those three days were the longest, loneliest...days of my life. I didn't want to lose you, and I wanted to free you from the obsession that I helped create. Now, that I see what has happened over the last few years I want to do everything in my power to make you happy and to keep us together. Besides, if a little bubble bath and a nice robe makes you behave the way you did last night, I can't. So I made an executive decision that I would move in with 5 men (not all gorgeous). They set me up very nicely and treated me like a French princess. I wanted for nothing, especially dick.The days were long and the nights involved a lot of alcohol at sun set which lead me to make difficult decisions about who I think would look after me best. I had originally started in a room with an absolutely exquisite French man who whispered in the language of love, how much he wanted to make me scream his. “I’m Sally, I’ll be looking after you today. I’ll bring you something to drink in a moment,” said the attractive stewardess.” The mousy-haired Brad with his blue eyes and stubble gave her a little wink and she smiled bashfully at the top athlete, going slightly gooey in the process. “So what brings you to New York?” Asked Sheryl, looking at Brad and licking her lips involuntarily. “Well, when we get there, I have some relatives. Just a quick weekend break and then down to serious training.”. After about 40 minutes there was silence upstairs, Jack was concerned so he quietly went upstairs to check on the girls to make sure they were ok. Right before his eyes he saw his only daughter eating Emma’s pussy like a ravenous dog in heat. Her bare ass in the air, he couldn’t help but to stroke himself as he watched the action going on. Seeing his sweet little girl satisfy her friend it finally occurred to him that she wasn’t fucking other men, she was fucking Emma the whole time! For a.