He demanded a photo of my sissy clit, and laughed when he saw my tinycockette locked up in my steel cage. He asked who held the key, and Ilied and tol... him that I had given it to a friend who lived out of state."Get it back for me," was all his immediate reply.He then proceeded to ask me a nonstop barrage of questions. How many menhad I serviced at a go? How many would I like to serve on a daily basis?Could I deep throat? What was the biggest cock I had ever sucked? Howlong could I wear a butt. This heres Steve, hes a farmer from the next village Ive been telling him all about the two whores you got coming down here. If he aint welcome he says he dont mind watching. But Im sure this fucking whore here wouldnt mind another cock to play with would she? slapping her bare arse as he put across his statement. Of course not Steve your more than welcome mate, here bitch get up and show Steve your appreciation for turning up and offering to fuck your cunt. Here Steve park yourself there mate. He used to make me crazy by saying that he didn't think my daughter was his child. He would always point out that we spent a lot more time with his cock in my mouth than in my pussy.The child is his, but he did have a point. I loved feeling the strength of his cock as it pulsed its load into my throat. I loved how quickly I could suck him hard and make him fill me again.Kathy is a wonderful source of mothering advice due to her experiences with her children. I think she would be shocked to know. 0 smiled at me. "Do you keep secrets from YOUR husband?"I shook my head. "So what's the solution? If everybody knows, then there's bound to be a solution in the works." Your husband is hard-headed," Alan replied. "We keep telling him to back off, that we've got the work covered, especially since we've picked up more technicians, but he's afraid that nobody's as thorough as he is." I know," I answered. "He is a bit of a perfectionist. That's why it's tearing him apart when he doesn't get perfect.