I had told her I might not be able to handle this and now I wasn’t handling it. I felt my insecurities mount. Now I was sorry that I had given in. W...re my worst fears now reality? How could I have allowed the swap? How could I have participated in mutual adultery? How could I have degraded myself and our marriage? There was no thrill left. The glamour and excitement had collapsed into a pile of ruble feelings gone awry. I had to sit down as I watched her scrubbing Bob’s cum off her pussy hairs.. Ralph was shaking hard when he made his way to the telephone that servants were to use. His Dad would know what to do. Dad always did.Trembling, Ralph dialed up and secured a connection with his Dad. At first, the little doll was afraid to tell his father what had happened, and he was sobbing when he finally was able to describe, in broad terms, what the happy trio had been doing. He paused, waiting for Dad's response. It was not what he expected, but it was what he needed."Ralph," Dad said,. I let it go as it is. Then after few days I again had a birthday party for my friend and I reached home. That night she said she had a severe headache and told me to massage her head. She then told me that last time I planted a kiss on her and she even has a photo of that and she also showed me some other naked photos of mine which she took on the day I had last partied and kept it secretly. That day she told me to listen to her and obey all her needs till my brother comes home. I too was too. "I suppose. I don't like to keep much from my boys," said Frank.That had to be disingenuous. "Those two are very fine plow horses, but I wouldn't want them steering the plow." I've known them for a long time. They are very good muscle and they are quite skilled at handing their part of the operation. They aren't often refused." I respect their skill and your relationship with them, Frank." While you I've known only a short time." I hope it's clear I know how to operate a plow." Aye, but where.