I wouldn’t do it for real…I would watch/help/participate ...whatever you wanted me to do. I want you to make yourself cum. I want a really good on..., baby. Give your sugar daddy a nice big orgasm. Whatever you have to do…I need you to have a third. Put this down. Focus on cumming. Once you did that, and calmed down, read on. Merry Christmas, baby. I really hope you have a wonderful Christmas, and that I can give you good gifts for many years to come. Go drink some wine and clean up your toys.. She said she would sometimes share her but one of the twists was she must not know who using her, so she was always blindfolded. Holy smokes, I’m thinking this is wild. She explained a few times she had shared her and then she blurted out, I think you’d have some fun with her.Well it definitely has my attention but would that not be weird to you? No No, when I’m in this zone it’s all pleasure and the moment. She then shared some pictures she had and I was astounded. Her was my Ex DIL in full. I couldn’t begin to guess her age, but she had to be eighty if she was a day. When she spoke her voice wavered. Her lips seemed to be stuck together. I wondered when the last time she spoke was.“May I help you?” the old lady asked.I walked up to her desk. “We’re looking for the Institute for the Advancement of Mankind. I assume this is it. Could we talk to the person in charge?”The lady look surprised. “This is the Institute. You saw the sign didn’t you? What business do you have here?” She. Wait, Miss Kast, im sure we can work this out without involving the County Meat Agency? Mr Hill asked moving toward her, Sell me that pig in the display and there is no false advertisement She replied and gave a stern look, Mr Hill was sweating now and he knew she had him, he wiped his forehead with a handkerchief and looked toward the window to see Jessica looking at him and shaking her head and silently mouthing the words, No, Please, No, you promised her eyes welling up with tears, WELL MR.