You know I think you’re sex on a stick and at any other time would take you up on that wonderful proposition, but I don’t have time. I have to get...ready,’ she said, almost pleading with him. Luke reached over and traced a ring around her nipple. ‘But I don’t want you to. I want you to stay naked all the time. And if I can’t get that, then I want you to let me fuck you right here. I want you to open those thighs and let me slam this hard cock into your tight snatch. Will you let me do that?’ To. At the hips were small little tuffs of ruffles that ended in a beautiful pair of silky black lace thong that eased up my ass. I heard the key rattle in the door, I pushed the stool down and into my chair and stood, flipping my long dark hair over my shoulder and adjusting my sexy outfit so my husband would get the entire effect of sexy body. He pushed the door open with his back to me as I stood in the living room. He walked into the kitchen and laid his stuff on the kitchen table. I stood very. As usual the meal was magic, and John sat with a broad grin bemused at the knowledge that Nan was going to be in his bed that night and that he was going to achieve his greatest fantasy the very next day. The meal over, while we still sat over the cheese board, Kelly told Nan that she would be “entertaining John that evening” and “swimming with them tomorrow before attending her punishment, and assisting as necessary.” To which came the reply of “thank you, mam, I will be happy to assist in any. This was shocking but not particularly surprising considering the stuff in which I have seen her walking around. I continued to search for a reason when all of a sudden I stumbled upon her diary hidden underneath a whole bunch of shit in her desk drawer. I figured that, if she has ever written in this, it would tell me all of the thoughts she has had that made her feel like she needed to be such a slut at her age. And boy was it updated. I decided to read it from the beginning. Early on there.