My brother was getting married in a few weeks and I was going to go down to Hamburg to see if I could hop a freighter back home.“Oh, so this is your...last night here,” she said, and I could see she was thinking, but then she started telling me about growing up on the farm, how she loved taking care of the chickens and they grew most of their own food, how she went to the university where not only the tuition is paid, but she is given a small apartment and a stipend, so she doesn’t need to. Stacy hung her head in silence. I got up and brought her a cup of coffee. I told her it was ok as we all experimented with sex. I told her there was nothing to be ashamed of. ”Hell, I even enjoy the fun with women,” I said to her smiling.Stacy got up and hugged me as she said, ”Thanks mom your the greatest.”She broke her hug as she asked if it was Ok if she called me mom. She told me she always enjoyed her time here. We always made her feel like this was her second home.I smiled telling her it. Mistress, will you spank me with your free hand while you fuck my ass? Whack! Whack! Whack! OH,yes, more Master, more! Three fingers, please! Diane had removed her soft tongue and was now fucking my wifes ass with three fingers, in and out. Patricia was up on all fours, pushing back onto those nimble fingers. She looked about ready to come. You like that, dont you slut? Youre my whore now, and I sold you for $500. So now, whore, take my husbands cock and give it a good ass fucking! Diane. I called my husband’s mobile and told him what Tony had said. Pete was in his car on his way home. There was a long silence which worried me.“Are you okay Pete?” I asked anxiously.“Y...Yes,” he replied uncertainly.“Do you want me to tell him I can’t go? Have you had second thoughts?”“N... No,” he said quietly. “It’s just a bit sooner than I had expected. I thought with Christmas coming...”“That there’d be a bit of a break to get used to the idea?”“Yes I suppose so.”“I could tell him we’ll have.