"You know that was wrong, don't you? I demanded. "You're my slut. And that's my pussy. I say when it gets fucked and I say who fucks it. What's happen... to slutty bad girls?" "They get spanked," she said. "That's right. Now I need to know more information so I can figure out what your punishment is going to be," I said. "How many times did you get fucked?" "Since I last saw you?" she said. "Five times. I got fucked by my wife five times." "Anyone else?" I asked. She looked up, surprised. "No.". ”“Sure, I’d be happy to help out.” John agreed accommodatingly. “I was mainly calling about Commander Rupert Grant though. Have you executed him for treason yet?”“I’m afraid not John. I ordered his arrest immediately after you gave me the information, but he had already fled.” Charles said in annoyance.“I’ve had data teams analysing all his private communications out of Port Heracles. Did you know he was selling civilian flight paths and military patrol routes to the pirates?” he said, still. It's a schedule we worked out when she was younger and didn't want her coming home to an empty house. Now that she's older I could probably change it but I enjoy the hours. I'll never tell the wife how many times I've jerked off during those times. I was either alone in the house when Anna was in elementary and middle school or in the bedroom when her school hours changed as she got older. It has sure helped me to deal with a less than satisfying love life. I kind of hope that she'll stay in. So first, my mouth, a quick cleaning and some mouthwash removed all remnants of my earlier blowjob. Now, what to wear? First panties. A thong fit the bill perfectly for tonight. I knew guys loved me in a skirt so I chose a tight fitting black straight-line number that cupped my ass just so. I also knew that bending over revealed my panties, with a thong, my ass would be just perfect. The top, I needed something special to compliment the skirt. Since my boobs were kind of small I wanted a tight.