And David, thank you. I mean it. Thanks for coming over. You’re a sweetheart you know. I’ll be in the kitchen.” He went to work. She went to the...kitchen. Wearing one of her typical short and tight as ever skirts along with a cream blouse, the woman looked, in David’s opinion, hotter then ever. She knew she looked good but didn’t think she looked that hot. She never intended for David to think along those lines. Not in a million years she didn’t. To her, they were friends and only that and. “Are you?”“Yes Daddy, I am your whore.Another smack, but not as hard this time. “Owwch, Daddy please!” she said.“My whore...” he repeated as if thinking about it. “Yes you are my whore now. So no more walking the street selling yourself, understand?”“Yes Daddy, I promise,” she said.Smack!!“And no more sucking Timmy’s cock – or anyone else’s, understand? You are my whore now and I don’t share!” he said.“Yes, Daddy, I understand. I belong to you now,” she said.Another smack, but this time on the. I don’t know how it happened. I just know that it happened.”“No big unforgivable sin? Nobody cheated, did they?”“No, absolutely not.”“Some little quirk of her personality that finally got to you? Eroded your affection?”“No, nothing like that.”“Nothing? You just woke up one day and realized you weren’t in love with her anymore for no particular reason?”“It wasn’t that simple.”“So what did happen? You just came to this realization, told her you’d fallen out of love, couldn’t even give her a real. His strokes pumped his thick cock in and out of me, giving me such pleasure.My next orgasm swelled in me. Another wonderful explosion of rapture. I grunted and moaned, hips wiggling, stirring his dick through my bowels. I couldn’t wait for the explosion. For the euphoria to shower through me.I clenched my bowels on his dick.His cock hammered so deep into me.I whimpered.I groaned.I came.My pussy convulsed. Juices squirted out of my snatch, flooding down my thighs. My bowels writhed about his.