I was so jealous of her. I had come to the conclusion that Iwanted a pussy. She told me that part of the deal with working for "Mr.Bonacci" was that I...had to keep my little cockette. She then went on totalk about how they wanted to adopt kids and it all sounded like a dream.Soon it was her turn to go back on and I knew I was next.I could never have imagined this moment. I loved this. I loved taking myclothes off and having people watch. I imagined myself having sex withthis hot guy in the front. I was in the kitchen tossing a salad. “What’s that stuff?” I asked when the case of beer landed on the kitchen table. “What’s it look like?” He asked reminding me that he was on vacation for the following three weeks. “I know what it is Dad but what’s it for?” I asked watching him emptying the bag placing a bottle of rye whiskey and a bottle of Kaluha on the table. “I thought that we could do some real celebrating before you head off to college.” “Dad, I’m not heading off to college. I’m not. During the weeks that followed Maureen was much more responsive to his request & usually responded with the words yes, master. She was losing control of her willpower, as well as taking huge loads of cum into her pussy & with his great length he was sure he was fertilizing the eggs in her ovaries. The more time she spent with Doug the harder it was to refuse him. Maureen found herself enjoying being his love slave. Doug was always keeping her physically & sexually active. He took her to private. It was a dead giveaway when she was embarrassed or shy. Drive safe, okay? And if its too much dont drive anywhere, I dont want you stranded in the snow. Got it, dont get stranded. Dove rolled her eyes, they were having a girls night out. Not driving out of state. Dove threw her duffle in the back seat of the cab and smiled as motor purred to life, she absolutely loved her brothers truck. Someday shed buy one for herself or maybe if Carter got a new one she could buy this baby off of him. She.