"Maria, he is so strong and handsome! We thought he was someone you had made up, the way you described him. Now I see you were truthful. You are very ...ortunate!" Consuela exclaimed.It was a few minutes before they got back to the task of finding the things Maria and Cathy wanted for the ball. Eventually Maria was alone with Cathy. Maria didn't know if she should laugh or cry."Cathy, I might as well tell you what that was about, if you haven't already guessed. When I visited my cousins, they. It'll wash off."Pyx looked intensely unhappy. Tears started forming in her eyes. "But ... but that's not right. Menstrual blood is one thing. But I can't put poop on you." By this time she was on her knees, begging. "Don't make me do this. You can poop on your slave, if you want. But a slave should never poop on her master."I thought this through, for at least a minute, though I knew the solution, immediately. "There's one thing we can do. It'll make sure your poop won't get on my cock. It's. Julie and I found ourselves with a lot of free time on our hands now. We were never all together as a family anymore and my wife started mourning this fact. She changed from being happy and perky to mourning, cold and distant. Perhaps she felt old now that the k**s didn’t need her as much?With Julie in mourning at life moving on and the c***dren growing up, I was shut out a lot of the time because she never felt in the mood. When we did have sex it could be hit and miss. Sometimes, very rarely,. “ Oh hi Mark, Mary tells me you guys need our door room for your date tonight.” April was being a bitch. “ You must be a Real Bull in the sack because your girlfriend, apparently doesn’t want to miss a thing” April pointed at Mary frantically trying to not make the cams to visible to our guests that were coming, some of whom had girlfriends.” I sure hope your girlfriend knows what she’s doing Mark” April went on as she began gathering her shit and leaving.”I hope you two really sat down and.