I wanted to find out, and the thought aroused me.“Hey, Sandy, I must say you look hot and sexy like that.”“Are you taking the piss?” she said ...ith a slightly miffed tone.“No, not at all. You look good.”“Yeah, right! I broke up with my boyfriend nearly a year ago and guys don’t seem to like me,” she said with a slight sorrowful tone.“I’m surprised you haven’t got a boyfriend, you're so sexy.”“Thanks, but I’m an ugly bitch and guys don’t even want to shag me.”“You’re not an ugly bitch. If I. I can truthfully say she was the only true nymphomaniac I fucked in my life. Like the old Martini ad ery she,d fuck or suck Any Time Any Place Any Where. I began to see why she,d been so successful in Hollywood as she had no qualms showing me photos she,d posed for in real hardcore porn where NOTHING was left to the imagination! She continuously begged me to piss on her. So I pissed on her, was amazed she,d then suck the pee away and suck me off for my young sperm! The problem was she was. In the afternoon I made the mistake of texting one of my subs, who os rather high maintenance, but like all high maintenance machines when put to actual work, when he gets "down" to his purpose for being in my periodic company, 9 times out of 10 he makes up for all the hardship. It is this most excellent service that keeps me coming back. That, and the overnight hotel stay my guys must provide for me. I am a pillow queen. I love, want, and need to be pampered. This is also because as a. Normally he would have made a grocery run, but those plans were scuttled when he saw that it was already 6:30. Luckily Peking Garden had his order ready and waiting and had even put in the extra duck sauce this time. He got home a half hour late clutching two greasy paper bags that dripped onto his tie. He smelled pizza as he opened the door."DADDY!" Sasha screamed and dashed across the room, hugging herself around his right leg.Elaine watched them from across the room. Peter glanced up and.