It's Amanda's job to bring me cash when I need it. I used the cash in about half of the envelopes to pay for a fire suppression system we installed in...the old building I own." That's an awesome responsibility for a young girl," Nadine commented."Amanda is a responsible young lady. She wouldn't like it if she knew I was talking about our secret stash of cash," I said, becoming quiet when I pictured Amanda chewing me out for blabbing.The server came to take our orders. The women wanted salad to. The hatching of the idea to do something was my husband and it came close to his birthday so giving us reason. The final plan was totally my idea, with my husband’s approval. I was going to take him on a date and let’s say he was going to get lucky. This was actually bigger then it sounds, yes we were in the lifestyle but we always played together. This marks something totally different and if it wasn’t for our love of this friend I would of never mention it nor would my husband approve of the. I did.For a moment, I wondered what it would be like to fuck my dad. I know I'll never find out, but it was an interesting thought. I wondered if he had a big cock and if mom sucked it. I never had these thoughts before, but now that I am nothing but a fucking whore, things like that fill my head.I got to the parking lot and immediately went to my spot and stood in the middle of my whore circle. Mistress Pam saw me, but did not nod right away. I saw Jill standing beside her and they were. ”“I never felt like that before, but I was glad when they finally left.” “Am I pregnant? Don’t know, it might not happen on the first night. I’ll have to let some guys cum in me for the rest of the week, I’m pretty sure this will work.”“Did I get off? No, I was too focused on getting fucked to enjoy getting fucked. Maybe tomorrow.”“Who in hell stuffed a goddamn log up my pussy!?”“Really? I guess black guys are better hung, I thought he would split me.” “Well, it was fun but I don’t want a.