Marianne Defoe had not expected visitors. After the 10 year, school reunion a few weeks past she had kept her promise and sent an invitation to her H...lloween Ball to Sand.Poor Sand, she had looked so drawn, so worried, and frightened even.“I heard rumours,” she had said. “Why didn’t you come to me?”Sand had openly wept, it had all come out, the pregnancy, the still birth her estrangement from her family.Sand’s mother had always been a bitch, and her father was just anything for a quiet life so. Cade put Harley on the same reading schedule as Ashley and he got some books and extra worksheets from the school for Harley to complete, which made Harley upset. Jessica also needed to work on her letters and numbers and the school provided him with some flash cards for her. Callie helped with the kids, but it was a lot of work and rather frustrating.It took a large chunk of Cade's time to listen to both of his children read every night and it wore on him, plus he and Callie were still meeting. She told me she will wet it as much as I want her to. She came down and took my tool in her mouth. For sure she is not great with blowjob. She was hurting me more than she was wetting me. I said that’s should be enough and came on top of her and slowly put my tool inside her cave. It was a bit tough to go in and her hair made it more difficult. I took it slowly and was half inside. I slowly moved further and was fully inside her.Then I started making slow movements and then increased the pace.. It’s you girls that are comfortable with being called slave and it is your need to call me Master. Again, I understand that, even though I’m not exactly a card-carrying member of the BDSM society. I have, in fact, never set foot in a club and I have no desire to find a sub for an evening. Red isn’t a slave. She’s a switch. She is my submissive, but she is a dominant with Frankie, Shannon, and, possibly, you.’ I sat back and watched the wheels go around in her head. I would have enjoyed watching.