As soon as her father leaves to conduct some exporting business, Airlia becomes restless. None of her usual actives of painting and gardening can keep...her attention. She decides she needs to get out of the villa, maybe go for a walk to see what the latest storm has washed up on the beach. She whispers to herself, “I'll go for just a short time and stay close to the harbour where there are always people about. It will be perfectly safe.”With a smile she changes into a simple outfit that is. His heart raced as he realized that he had a new scooter. Suddenly he turned and launched himself at Jerry.Grabbing his father in a great big hug, he cried, “Thank you, Dad!”There were times when Jerry really enjoyed being a father and the relationship that he had with his son. He put his arms around his son and hugged him tightly amazed at how his son had thought to thank him first before even touching the bike. He answered, “What are fathers for?”Pulling back, Bill wiped the tears from his. I was incredibly nervous to confess my own fantasies. My fascination with the whole idea of guys who shared their wives and girlfriends with more handsome and virile guys. I was afraid Sue would think me unmanly and no longer suitable boyfriend material. But knowing something of my painful romantic past, she was understanding and didn’t think less of me because of these strange fantasies I had. As we discussed them, Sue asked me the inevitable question. Did I want to share her with another guy?. .." But she was looking at me with her green eyes ablaze, and laughed evilly! "No, no. my little slave boy. I want you to come and I want to see the pain in your face and hear you cry!"She started pinching my nipples and fucked me even more violently. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Fuck me, you little baby! I want us to come together!" And so, totally against my wishes, Sylvia forced me to come! And a cry started to come out of me that turned into a yelling scream. She was screaming too delighting.