" Well, if those were his only choices, then yes he was right to leave. What happened to the kids' fathers? Are they helping pay for their children?" ...o. We didn't have the money to take them to court." Hmmm. I bet supporting the two by herself is costing her more than going to court would have." Well, yes, but we didn't have it." Hmmm. Well, would it hurt anyone's feelings if they started paying? If nothing else, the money can go to a college fund." We'd be delighted if they started paying for. I saw it sometimes, rarely, but in the moment it was very hot. However, ”Sharon being Sharon”, meant she would often hand select certain men that might have a hidden submissive side, and invite them to stay and play with her after the party. It probably was her favorite time of the night, being a Domme within a small group of sexy men. However, if you were lucky enough to get invited, you were most likely going to end up sucking some damn dick and or get sucked. Did I mention it was really hard. Com/users/jerseydave40 who used one of my pictures in his artwork. It was made as if it were a ticket for a ride on the slut express. I printed off business card size copies with the ticket on the front and my email address on the back. Then I took them to the Walmart shopping center where I knew there would be guys out and about.I wore a super small tube top that was straining to keep my huge breasts covered as well as a pair of short shorts that left my ass cheeks exposed. I was getting quiet. I then recognized one of the houses as I passed. I was at Sally and Joe’s place. I turned around and parked in Sally’s driveway. I saw a car down the back and recognized it as Sarah’s. The girls were together. I walked slowly up the drive and knocked on the door. My mind was blank.Sally answered. “Hi, Ron. To what do I owe the pleasure?”“I’m not sure, Sally. I was just driving past and need someone to talk to.”“Come on in. Sarah’s here as well. We were just chatting about everything that had.