That we did. He had me and made me beg for everything. Not only did he enjoy making me beg but I got off when he made me do things.After that night Gi...a introduced me to a couple of other men. One was black and one was brown. Both as endowed as the first guy. Funny. I never learned anything but their first names.When my husband was out of town we would have little parties, almost always with me as everyone’s pet. We would go to downtown Chicago and party quite a bit as well.My husband was on a. ‘What are you doing here?’ he asked in a terse manner. ‘I’m here helping our daughter get ready for an important party tomorrow night as you wouldn’t give her money for a dress.’ ‘She’s got lots of dresses.’ he thundered back. ‘Why didn’t you give her money?’ ‘I frequently buy her clothes. Anyway I pay you $2000 every week to do that.’ Damien ignored her explanation. ‘You’re not making her look like a slut like hear you’ve been looking recently!’ ‘Dad!’ screamed Sarah in her Mum’s defence.. She pulled the sheet back on the empty side of the bed as a gesture of invitation. I slid in next to her and lay on my side facing her with my head propped up with one arm. We just have to take it slowly, dear, because of my arm, but later when it gets better we can have quite a vigorous romp in this bed. Mom leaned toward me and pressed her lips against mine. I draped my arm around her naked shoulders as she proceeded to give me stimulating lessons on kissing. Whatever she did, I followed. Ernie would have crucified him. She then, felt a slobbery kiss being planted on her bottom at the same time a hand was creeping round her leg towards her pussy. Nothing wrong with his memory either. Ten more minutes she thought....ten more minutes. When Lesley lowered his boxer shorts, Ernie's hand stopped moving. It was only about an inch from her dripping flaps, when Ernie saw the size of big Als cock. "Fuck me....heehee. Lesley...have you got 'cock radar'.....Attention..Atention....if.