. maybe in a year’s time or something, but maybe not.All that I knew was that I wouldn’t put up with that kind of bullshit. Not now. Not ever. It ...as a slippery slope. If I tolerated slapping, what would be next? Ever since my wife Jill kicked me out of the house, OUR house, I have been extremely committed to the idea of never permitting or condoning any kind of controlling, psycho, abusive, disrespectful, ungrateful, entitled, bitchy, or possessive behavior from a partner ever again.Notice. He squeezed harder, which I loved and I wiggled my buttocks slowly for him. I was getting turned on but then we stopped again; the doors opened and two more guys came in.My new friend took advantage of this situation and proceeded to lift the back of my dress and feel my ass cheeks with his bare hand. He reached inside my cotton thong and slipped his finger into my ass crack…I immediately closed my eyes and tried to muffle a light moan.I moved my legs apart slightly, giving him access to my. With that she stood up and pulled the cutains around the bed grabed the pot for me to piss in and pulled my covers back exposing my cock to her, she smiled at me and gently placed my cock in the pot for me to piss in,it was then my thoughts went wild she wasnt a bad looking woman for her age nice low cut top so i could see her cleavage and her breasts looked full and welcoming,i pissed in to the pot while she stood watching and held my cock steady so i didnt piss all over myself after i had. It hat served me very well.Now it was going to get an oral workout. Not to mention my pussy. Daddy was already nibbling on my minora and it felt fucking awesome. He was chewing on my inner flaps just enough to send tingles of delight all over my body. It was the first time any guy had nibbled my pink flaps like that. I was sure glad it was my daddy.I moaned so loudly as daddy now tickled my majora with his lips, tracing up them, switching sides so carefully as he went. Clenching my fists.