I laid back in my chair and inhaled. I coughed once or twice "Thats some good shit," I said as he relaxed besides me."Hell yeah it is," she agreed as ...he inhaled. "So how are you and that girl?"She was talking about Veronica my ex. We broke up about two weeks ago. "Ummm we broke up." No way? WHat happened?" Long story the truth is she um.... she couldn't handle me." Truth was she couldn't handle dick.She laughed and kept smoking. "thats funny I know what you mean, my hubby can't handle me. She didn’t need to tell me what she wanted. Her pussy was so full of my semen that it was oozing out around my dick whenever she came. We only stopped our fuck fest when mom came in, handed me April, and said since she was my baby, I was dealing with the nasty, sticky shit April just dumped into her diaper.Did April giggle because I screwed Molly before even coming to kiss her?Molly was an angel as she helped me get most of the vile shit off April’s back and legs, where she had caused herself. I needed you to believe I had really stopped taking the pill when I fucked those guys. I wanted to see if you could cross that line about someone else getting me pregnant. You did it with a raging hard on and by doing so you allowed me to conceive another man’s baby! Remember how turned on you were watching me fuck... What was it, four guys? Remember how excited you were licking me clean each time afterwards? Remember how I wouldn’t allow you to cum until the end of the weekend? And how by. When we started out together, I was the dominant one but little by little she took control. Even her lingerie has changed. She used come to me in a lovely bra and panty set or a thong. But now, she shows up in various corsets, fishnets, thigh high stockings, catsuits and the like. She told me that wearing the strap-on makes her feel empowered. Her newfound confidence is immensely obvious. A wave of submission sweeps over me when we are together now.Another change is her language. She talks.