After a while, they offered 55% of the proceeds if I would agree to keep only one copy of the pictures and agree that I would never transmit them over...the Internet in any way. And, oh by the way, Sherrie demanded a closed-door meeting between just the two of us. I made a counter offer of 60%, I'd keep only one set of prints, no digital copies, and a maximum of 30 minutes with her.We eventually settled on the 60% of the house, two sets of the pictures (one for me and one, surprisingly, for. They said if not for the oil bath, at least before marriage they asked me to do it.I told them that I won’t allow my nephew to touch my private parts during the oil bath. I told them that I have to submit myself to him after marriage. But at least till then, I’ll keep some distance as part of our customs. They started laughing again listening to my innocent words.They said that am still having that old traditional village women mindset. I said that’s how we are brought up. We spoke for about 30. When the house was quiet I would look through her underwear and rub my cock with her knickers. One day I noticed a used pair of her knickers in the laundry basket in the bathroom – I sniffed the stained crotch and the smell was intoxicating — I wanked off into them and stuffed them back into the basket.After I got settled back at home I used to go out with them to the local clubs etc and this allowed me to dance with her. I always got a hard on and she never minded me grinding it into her as we. I had expressed an interest in becoming their sub/sex slave. They were agreeable with me being a novice in this type of setting. I was told they were very eager to have a mature subject. I was informed we would chat more online now that we had met, with the intention of role playing a few scenarios that they were interested in doing in real life. Their requirement was for me to get use to what they expected of me, making it abundantly clear that during real time sessions I would be preforming.