As I turned away to go to my den, my wife stopped me cold. “You know the one we talked about ... for a woman to live here after I’m gone?”“Say... what?”“Remember when...”“Yeah! I remember!” I swatted the air toward my wife as I took a breath and turned to Ella. “Look, I’m sorry, we only discussed this once. I just don’t...”Ella smiled at me and said, “I get it. Just... (and here she gave me a different smile) ... don’t forget me. I ... well, please?” I got one last sad smile and she was gone.We. She wanted to know that she was turning them all on, what they wanted her to do and what they wanted to do to her.In the sea of texts, a message from Black Diamond jumped out to be read. It was blunt, direct and immediately sounded like a great idea. “Go fuck yourself with a banana.”Her eyes went to the fruit she purchased just earlier that day. She looked at the bunch of firm bananas lying on the table. How did he know? She felt so horny anything inside her would be wonderful. She broke off. He had her strip down to her g-string and shoes, which was quite the sight. Her hair was tussled and some of it matted to her face with sweat. She was flush and her ass was red and sticky with sweat and sex juices. She was starting to feel exposed out in the open when he gave her new orders. Get down in the mud and roll around like a fuck pig. Yeah? She asked incredulously. Once the hard, confident smile came back at her as a confirmation, she became confused. You want me to lay down in that. I like that."Shalu really wasn't sure how to respond to something like that.Apparently, the man didn't need a response from her. He just kept squeezing Shalu's little, round butt and telling her just how nice her ass was."Have you ever had sex, Shalu?" the man asked."No, never," the girl responded."Excellent," the man replied as he continued to fondle the girl's bottom, and Shalu couldn't for the life of her figure out what was excellent about her not having sex before, but she wasn't sure she.