”“Thank you, Spence,” she says, pulling him in close for another kiss.The kiss seems desperate and doesn’t go unnoticed. “What’s that for?...��“What?”“The desperation behind the kiss,” he says.“I guess I’m scared,” she admits.“You’re tough,” he says. “You always have been.”“I know, but I just ... let’s just forget about it,” she waves, waving her hands at him. She grabs him again and kisses him passionately, leaving all her desperation out of it. “So what has happened since I’ve been out?”“I tried. "You know. A hairbrush is so versatile. The stiff bristles pulledthrough your hair just makes it shine, I used to get spanked with one.Very effective." She got on her knees in front of him pulling out hispenis. She gently pulled the bristles across the head of his peniscausing a violent jerk of his body in the chair, not to mention thedesperate muffled scream. She smiled and apologized."I'm sorry Donald. I'm just very disappointed in you that's all. I mean,I was true to you," she said pulling. When we left the club, I rode with Brian, while Tyrone followed us in his car. I wanted to talk to Brian before we got home."Brian, what I said to Tyrone was all true. I need to be fucked by men that make me feel like a woman, and that club is exactly what I need. I want to be a slut for all the men there, just like the other women. You have to admit it, that larger cocks give women more and better orgasms than average size cocks. The other husbands there seemed to accept it and even enjoy it.. You are loyal and accept me that I am a nice guy, not a bad boy.”“Daddy, you just took your daughter’s virginity and told her that she was going to be your sex slave for life. That’s pretty bad ass.”“Well, you do have a point. But you only have to have sex with me if you want to.”“Daddy, stop being the nice guy again. I know how much you love me and how wonderful a person you are, but I love when you look at me like I have no choice but do want you want in bed. I’m exhausted though. I’m.