Why they ended up marrying Paul's sisters is anyone’s guess because none of his sisters had any sexual drive to satisfy their husbands any more than...Paul has the sexual drive to please me. Like I was saying the drugs fed to me I believe now only made it sink into my brain how much I needed powerful, sexually dominating, primal sexual aggressive men to bring out the real me. The lust in me that was there all along and was not being taken care of by my husband Paul.My Master Vincent had gotten. You move down my legs until you reach my thighs, spreading them slightly, grasping the soft flesh of my inner thighs as you watch your cock slide in and out. I know you love that sight, and you make that “ooohhhh” face as you watch. Fuck you are sexy..You play with my nipples as I grasp your wrists, my hips writhing around you.. I am steadily building up, its not going to be long.. You look me in the eye and smile, knowing how sensitive I am.. Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God.. its coming baby……. She did her dance and got really close to where I was sitting. She wasn't the most pole gifted dancer, but she was beautiful. Her eyes and mine stayed locked. I think she was thinking I am going to get him for some money. I didn't care at the time, and wasn't ready to even go there. She danced, and when she finished came over and talked to me. My buddy was still with the other girl. I am not sure what 300 lasted, but it was a good while. So "Kate" and I talked and chatted like. When I step in the shower you are already washing your hair. "Turn around," I ask. You do and your back is to me. I grab the soap and start washing your back. When that is finished I move to your ass. As a soapy hand makes it way between your cheeks you spread your legs as much as possible in the confined space of the tub. I'm slow, gentle and thorough. A finger lingers a little extra at your asshole and you sigh. I finish the task at hand and get more soap. I reach around you and cup both.