Joanna took my hand in hers and led me towards the bedroom, as she began to kiss me, I undid her skirt an she wiggled it to the floor, her stockings, ...uspenders and panties were a sight to behold, her cock pull backwards so not to give a bulge any bigger than it had to be.We dropped to the bed, my cock by now out and in Jo's hands, hands that were experienced and very, very giving, As I unbuttoned Jo's blouse, her breasts were heaving, I wanted to kiss and touch them, Jo helped by removing her. " stupid cunt. I wanted you because you were His. I wanted you because you agve yourself to me so easily the first time we met when we made that bet. Mostly, I wanted those legs. Those thighs. All you are to me is a pair of legs in stockings and a pair of lips for head. Other than that, you mean nothing to me. You are to be used. That's your purpose in life. You signed that contract willingly, didn't you?" I nodded yes. "You want out of it now?"Once again I nodded yes."Too damn bad. I paid the. He was relieved. We went on with our normal routine and Heather and Kate commandeered one of our guestrooms at seven PM. About ten minutes later they reappeared smiling at us.Heather began, " Mrs. and Mr. Logan, you're the winner against Mr. Logan's former father-in-law."John and I looked at each other in astonishment. We were totally confused and didn't have an inkling of what they were telling us.Kate continued explaining the decision, "We thought Mrs. Logan, as a handicapped woman, would be. Putting on her high heels and coat she made her way down stairs. She intended going straight out of the front door but a wicked thought crossed her mind and she turned into the lounge. She was disappointed to find Frank fast asleep in his armchair, head back, snoring. Vera was about to turn and leave but stopped, turning toward him, she opened her coat. “All ready for some black cock,” she whispered, smiling to herself as she buttoned up her coat and headed for the front door.Jane was standing.