She could rest and sleep and the maid can do all the wife work for her. She began to feel better until she saw the incredibly low cut dress the Maidtr...n was wearing. ‘Dress! Dress!’ cried out Judie in a voice that was half a scream half a whimper. ‘I just want you to look good for your husband Mrs Judie. I have your best interests at heart I promise. While you lie here and get the rest you need, I can help make your husband love you even more than he does now and he need never know it wasn’t. He said no way would he fuck a girl and told me he didn't want me to suck him any more if I wanted to fuck her. He got really shitty with me and I told him fucking her was better than fucking him so he said he and I would never have sex together again. I realised a few days later that he was gay and thats why he didn't want to have anything more to do with me. It didn't matter because I had her to fuck and I didn't miss doing things with him. After a month or so she and I were sucking each. I wondered where this conversation was going.The president said that if I would marry him, the family would see thatI would never have to worry about finances again. That the day Imarried his son, I would get what sports people call a signing bonus,and with every year that I stayed married to him a good sum of moneywould be deposited to my personal account. He told me that if I stayedmarried to his son for ten years, I would be quite a wealthy woman. Iwas about to say 'thanks but no thanks'. ” “I am not a whore Carl, I have been telling you that I need to love me, and support me, but more importantly I need you to actually fuck me once in awhile . Especially if you don’t want to find me fucking other people. This could be you Carl, having fun with us.” Cyrus decided to butt into their argument. “Carl, why don’t you come in and join us? I could really use your help to make these women squeal and cum all over the place.” Carl takes a moment to look around, and stops to stare at me.