Let me getyour our coat and gloves, it must be chilly out right now," SisterNancy responded as she went over to the closet to grab those items forDian.... As diana put back on her coat and gloves back on, her hand wentinside her purse and pulled out a checkbook and a pen. Seeing thepossible gesture, Sister Nancy implored, "Oh no, Diana, that won't benecessary...." before Diana stopped her. "Oh no, I insist, everylittle bit helps," replying with a bright smile as she wrote elegantlyon a check then. She was giving me my first ever hand job. I was loving this woman more and more every day!!She must have been taking notes when she was giving me oral because she hit all of the right spots. The strawberry mixture caused no uncomfortable friction. Her hand was smooth and silky. It felt like my cock grew in size as she worked it. I had been fairly close to cumming just before we changed tactics. Now I was on the absolute edge of orgasm. She handed me my phone again so I could take a picture. Her. “Exactly what kind of fun?” he questioned. “Whatever kind of fun you want,” rolled off her tongue before she knew what she said. Had she gone too far? “What’s your name sweetheart?” he asked. “Stacy” she boldly answered. All fear was now replaced with excitement. He told her exactly what he had in mind. “Any woman that is with me does exactly what I say. You do what I tell you and only what I tell you. You follow all my instructions. If you do not comply, you will be punished. Are you sure you. She just didn’t realize it would take time and financial sacrifice early on. She didn’t want to wait. My second marriage came 9 years later to Janet, Tasha’s mom. Our relationship started out hot but was more due to rekindling our high school days. We had met and dated in high school. She was my first. Our sexual relationship began to smolder and burn out even before marriage. I almost think, no, I know that I got together with her again on the rebound. It was just comfortable. I regret it.