Nothing turns me on more than a pinch on the thigh in public, some strict words spoken into my ear when other people are around... being told I can ha...e only a virgin drink at a bar when what I really want is tequila. Alcohol and Daddy... I suppose I’m all messed up from my childhood with an alcoholic, another Pete, long ago. I must admit I love the taste of beer and marijuana in Daddy’s mouth. But regardless of what I wanted or what fantasy I had or what taste I enjoy, it made Daddy Pete not. Screaming for help is not going to be of any avail, so take what is comming your way like a man, or should I say, like the little bitch you about to become...our little bitch.At this point Rebecca says to me that I must suck Georges cock and lick his balls, George steps forward and places his erect monster in front of my mouth. I try to twist my head to the side to avoid getting his monster shoved in my mouth, but Rebecca grabs hold of my hair and pulls me to face him, at the same time she. That part’s easy enough. My former employer had a couple of those.Hotel, though. Bed’s just plain empty. Damn, I’m spoiled. So lovely to roll over in the middle of the night and run into a desirable female form, Lita or Brindy, and know that if I just touch, I get her forming up against me. Fridays and Saturdays, those nights are ‘free play’ nights and two AM sex is wonderful.So I slept fitfully.It’s a long drive home and an hour into it I was already drowsy, so I pulled off into a big service. I couldn't take any more yet. Tell me later when we are in bed and I have recovered some energy. Because I'm going to fuck you out of your mind. We will stay up all night fucking.'And we did. I didn't know that I had that much spunk in me. We screwed all night long and after you hear what she told me, you will understand why.MARY'S STORY As you know, the plumber was coming today to fix the toilet. He wanted to wash his hands and I told him that the boiler was broken and that I would boil him a.