Now tell me how much you want daddys dick!"Tears streaming down my face. I whispered "yes sir, may I please have your cock"SMACK! "What I couldn't hea... you my cock sucking slut. Say it loud and proud!" Daddy I want your big fucking cock!!" I yelled. "Please daddy" in a lower tone so I don't get slapped again."Good boy" as he pushed his cock forward. Not sure if it was the slapping or my lust and horniness but my mouth and throat were eager to please daddy! I face fucked myself and felt him. I didn't see the wisdom of all this then but I donow. My stress related symptoms have disappeared; the lastconscious decision I recall making was deciding on a new shade oflipstick. I am free from worry and care. I sincerely apologize forthe things I wrote to you and instead wish to thank you for havinghelped my wife so. I can only hope you can find it in your heartto forgive me.Answer: Done deal. The author never took what you wrotepersonally. (As an aside, the author has seldom had the. Where she is drop dead gorgeous I'm a little on the plain side; where she is the hard charging over-achiever I am the original "go with the flow" guy and where she was the brainy one I was the quintessential jock. We meet at a fraternity mixer in college and just seemed to stay together after that.We don't really need the money that Cyn is so obsessed with making, but she always tells me that the money isn't important, it is just the way to keep score - the total points needed to make it to the. Jack was fucking him with more power each time. Both men moaned out while Jack fucked him good.“Fuck that feels good,” Mike screamed.Jack helped Mike jerk his cock while Jack continued to thrust his dick faster inside of his asshole. Mike was making grunting noises while getting fucked good and hard. They were both pulling on Mike's very hard cock. “I’m going to come! Jesus.” Mike backed up into Jack’s cock and started to really move his ass. Jack just watched as he moved his asshole.