Maybe in a couple months for his birthday.”“That’ll be nice. He’ll like that.”Ashton’s father, Rodrick Bailey, was serving a life sentence...for murder. He and Sharonda fucked like rabbits back in the day. He was hung like a mule and knew how to use it.Sharonda imagined he was sticking it to some prison bitch on the regular.When their classes wrapped up, Sharonda and Ashton went to the cafeteria to have lunch. The 35 year-old ordered cheese manicotti with marinara sauce and a chocolate chip. Working up his nut. I could feel his cock becoming a steel rod then wetness. Lots and lots of hot wetness filling me up. He never changed stroke or made sound as he gave me his load. Cum ran out my hole and I put my hand back between my legs to get some on my fingers. I slipped them into my mouth and tasted his sweet creamy jizz. Mmmmmmm, it was like candy to me.He finally stopped fucking and just held himself deep inside of me. I worked my ass muscled tight in an attempt to milk every drop I. Some new chick - if Peter even says ok - I basically won't even be able to kiss her goodnight. But I didn't figure I had much choice. "Yeah. I gotta ask Peter first, but..." He said ok." What?" I already talked to Peter. He said ok." She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. "He and I talked an' he said it was my call." Oh." Peter was letting Lisa be my Dominant for the night. So even though I was going out with whatever her name was, I was still trying to please Lisa. Two masters. "Ok." No. She can use the bathroom on her own and can feed herself, but other than that she's pretty much out of it. Jilly even needs to bathe her like a c***d each day. But what do you do? She's family, or at least she's Jilly's family, and you don't turn your back on your own however inconvenient it might be. Blood really is thicker than water. That's what made the next chapter all the more interesting. In bed Jilly turned to me looking uncertain. I asked her what was the matter was and she shook her.