"Mike stepped into the cold and pulled the collar of his coat up. He wrapped the handle of the plastic bag containing his meager belongings around a w...ist and plunged both hands into his pockets.He had no idea how long he had walked before he found an open convenience store. His time had been filled with self-recrimination and the struggle to understand what had happened to his son. He no longer sensed his Mr. Hyde self in his son's head, which was a relief but spawned more questions which. Anika gets a little frustrated as she wanted to be fed my milk. I laid on top of her. My hard dick resting on her clit. My chest resting on her tits. My tongue in her mouth as we are exchanging our fluids. Then I tell her to get ready for an exotic, erotic massage. Anika looks at me and smiles. I now get the baby oil. I have now rolled Anika onto her stomach. I pour some oil on her feet and some in my hand. I started massaging her feet, then her ankles then the ball of her feet. Then I. You never had anyone like me she said. But you will.Your wife knows about my love to make people cry. I like to string up both males and females. Strip them of all their clothes. Take away their dignity by taking pictures of them naked. Then I grab hold of a paddle and spank their ass until they cry. Crying gets me off. I told your wife that and she invited me over. She offered me your body as my play toy and I agreed to supply her with a female slave she can do the same with.Now don’t you. Rory considered herself bisexual, leaning toward lesbian, but she enjoyeda good fuck every once in a while. His response suited her just fine. Shereally liked to see these wealthy pricks like Joe get taken down severalnotches.Having grown impatient, Sarah stood up and rejoined them with an obviouslook of annoyance. She was just about to speak when Rory cut her off."So the woman we discussed, that's who you identify as?" Yeah," said Joe, still somewhat lost in his fantasy.Rory clarified, "I need.