The moody emotional girl who had dropped us off seemed to have gone but she still wasn't the same alpha personality from the start of the summer eithe.... Her ego had taken a bit of a hammering but she was at least not bursting into tears or making angry outbursts. Claire to had changed, I only really noticed it when she was back talking with Angela, she wasn't the quiet meek one in the relationship, they were equals.After lunch we went back to the sad apartment. I then came up with a truly great. When I complain about his pawing and kissing all she says is that if Ismoke More's like a woman then I should be treated like one.It's a relief of sorts when I leave his apartment to go back toSylvia's. I've gotten use to people staring at my exaggerated swishingas I make my way puffing on my cig to John's or Sylvia's but I hate it. I don't get much relief at her place either. When I get there I firsthave to tidy up around the house then it's an evening watching stupidwomen's shows on. He kissed me hard as his cock was now ready. His hands slid to my hips, and he picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, as he pushed his cock deep into me. Daddy pushed my back against the marble tiles, and slowly bounced me up and down on him. It didn’t take long, for his cock to rub my g-spot enough for me to cum. I screamed, my juices covering his cock, as his juices spurted into me too. Daddy left me to wash my hair as he got ready for tonight. When I got out I washed my face, and. I watched as she undressed. She had always slept in pajamas, that ever since our wedding night. She'd be naked only on nights when we did the dirty. She slipped into bed sans the night gown. "Make love to me, Brucie. Please. I need it. I really do," she said. "My pleasure dear wife," I said. "Lie on your belly," I said. She did and I switched positions so that I could play with her butt. I felt the heat of her anus as I impaled her on one of my fingers. I kissed and licked her crack while my.