Oh my, but she was a great fuck, and there she was dressed in white. I wonder what's she told her hubby about her past, nothing if she got any sense. ... had stopped on impulse, but now I had seen her again, things had changed. I drove home, had a shower and put on my best suit, ready to go to the reception. I still had an hour to kill, so from the back of the wardrobe I fished out a shoebox containing my stash of photographs. It wasn't hard to find a picture of Clare, at least half of them were. " She said as she moved off toward the faculty parking lot.I took a deep breath as I resumed my march towards the locker room, toward Coach Edwards or as I had come to call him "Zack". Even as I thought of him I became sexually aroused. I was not sure exactly when it began but he and I had moved past being coworkers to being friends. In fact he was my best friend. We often had lunch together and even had gone out for drinks.Zack really listened to me and took an interest in everything going on. I am in search of a full time slave girl who can live in my house and serve me in all possible ways. She will be my property and I will use her as I see fit. As I am going to own her, I will bear all her expenses and any debt she has.I was startled hearing this and instantly dropped tears. I did not expect this as I thought I’d be given a respectful position like others. I did not what to say. On one side all the struggles of my life will end but on the other side, I’ll become Rajesh’s property. I went one better and began rimming Sharon’s gorgeous ass. ‘Ohhh Mommy, you’re right, you are a slut, just like me! It’s good Mommy, it’s so fucking good!’ Sharon was a noisy little cumslut, Paul’s eyes were closed as his sister slurped his rod. ‘Paul, we should’ve done this ages ago, my bro has a nice dick, right Mom?’ ‘Okay darling, let’s share that cock, Mommy’s coming over there!’ I watched as my daughter slid his mouth down to Paul’s cock and I took the head of his wonderful dick into my.