Thankfully I don't have to waste too much time brushing it. After I have everything on I take a look at myself in the mirror, "Damn I am one hot slut.... I slip on a pair of sneakers and walk out the sliding glass door leading into my backyard. The moment I step outside I light up a cigarette and start walking around. My backyard is about two acres of land surrounded by woods so there is no chance of anyone seeing my dressed like this. It's a beautiful starry night with not a single cloud in the. Just dont wander off without me. Candy instantly nodded, obviously pleased at the thought of slapping me. I smiled, though inwardly I was hoping I would not experience another fantasy as the thought of being slapped back to reality was far from pleasing. Now can we go? she asked impatiently. Smiling affectionately, I nodded and Candy hurried off. Wait! I called out. Candy came to a screeching halt and turned to me, a confused expression plastered across her face. What did I just say? I asked.. I had three people I adored, and one on the way. I had a future of teen girls to provide endless amusement and bewilderment, and a beautiful, elegant lady in my life.The sound of a baby crying filtered out to me. It was the hunger cry. I smiled and stretched out on the couch, watching a documentary on a year in Antarctica. Alia was out at a late meeting with a client.Sipping a glass of twelve-year-old Glenmorangie, ice tinkling in the cut-crystal glass, I enjoyed the smooth peaty flavor, the. I knew he reached the breaking point and would become my permanent humiliation partner.While he was moaning and convulsing and spewing his juices, I was stroking his back and cheeks and rubbing my soft cock on his crack. I could still feel his excitement and orgasmic vibe. But I was not done.I stood up behind him and took one step so to straddle his head. His hair and face were soaked in the shitty water, it was maybe a couple of inches deep now.“Lick my feet!” I commanded, “I don’t want a.