”“Hold on. This bracelet got me naked!?”“In a sense, yes. Give me a minute until I check something out.” He said as he typed away on the com...uter.I sat there, kind of spread eagle on the chair. I saw him occasionally look between my legs as he clicked away on his computer. I closed my eyes and basked in the afterglow so to speak until he came over to me and asked to see the bracelet and he somehow got it off me. He asked me to turn around again and spread my ass cheeks. For some odd reason I. Collie looked like she wished she could still be next door enjoying a second piece of cake with Patty and Dan. Lana just looked confused. “Are you volunteering?” I asked calmly.She stared at me in shock at that. “Yes. No! I ... What?”“You’re looking for the villain behind the facade? Your uncle was one of those good men that do everything for everyone and asks for nothing in return. You’re seeing me give out forgiveness like Mardi Gras beads and you’re suspicious. You wonder what I’m hiding.. She continued it for several times.Then she took my cock out. She looked at my wet penis. Kanakamma licked its top. She sucked it fro the side. Then again she put it into her mouth. She sucked me again. Her head went up and down. She was doing a fantastic job like an expert whore. She knew when to stop. After some time she stopped sucking me. I got up and she lay for me. I kissed her lips. I licked her tongue. We exchanged a deep kiss. Then I cupped her breasts again. I squeezed them. I teased. The two different lady-killer types can achieve their success with different groups of women. I straddled the middle of the two types, so my successes at the hunt were hit or miss.My name is Ken Lundgreen and I was raised in divorced family. I knew my father was a philander and my mom divorced him for this. My younger brother and I lived with my Mom. My father divorced three times and now lives with a divorcee without marriage certificate. What is very interesting is he became faithful to his.