You say he's sure we can get us custody, even year 'round custody." Yes, well, ninety percent sure. The judge will ask Samantha what she wants, would ...ike; but, in the end, it will be what's best for her: that'll be us," he said."If Quinn's right, and we get physical custody year 'round, he's going to be totally intractable. I'm afraid that his hate for us will know no bounds," she said. "I'm almost afraid to go that route, but he is so stubborn..." she said."I hear yuh," he said."And, if Sam. ..." Not wanting to disappoint her or relinquish the control I've just retaken, I join her on the table, removing the plug from her ass. Grabbing her hips, I slide my cock up and down from her clit to her asshole, she is covered in her own cum as I feel her soaked trimmed pussy and bare thighs against me. The room is filled with the sweaty smell of sex, I can see in her face how she is contemplating devious sexual thoughts, wanting to be owned and finished but a strong will that wants to. ”Dan was inquisitive.“Do folks model for you?” He asked.“Sometimes,” I replied. “It depends on the person. Not everyone is comfortable getting naked and sitting around in the buff.”Dan laughed. He said he totally understood. The proverbial door was open.“So what about you?” I asked. “Would you model in the buff?”Dan blushed.“I hardly have a model-like physique,” he replied.I took a step back and slowly worked my eyes from his feet up to his blue eyes.“I think you’d be the perfect person,” I. He loomed over me, his giant, sculpted body casting a shadow before kneeling down and climbing between my legs. My pussy was wet and sloppy from the fucking, and the humid air made all our bodies slick elsewhere too. I looked down at his penis, looking humongous there bobbing between his legs. I reached out a hand for it, grabbing his manhood and pulling him toward me. "Oh you want this now, huh? Well guess what, today you just gonna get what you want, little china doll", he said sarcastically,.