.. if you lived that long.He backed off; looking embarrassed, and stammered something about getting a couple of beers. I thought about him while he wa... gone. He was a nice enough guy but I'd always considered him not to have much depth. It was like he was an actor playing a role he wasn't familiar with. He had an off-hand, somewhat diffident manner that made me edgy.As he walked back with two beers, a Shiner Bock and a Pearl, I laughed to myself as I remembered that he had trouble making. They began to sexually torment and humiliate me like the married women did the first day. They took turns playing with my penis and testicles and then began masturbating me in earnest. They got me to the point of orgasm. Just when I thought I was going to ejaculate, they stopped and let me twitch in frustration. There were a lot of grins and laughter at this. I wanted to cum so badly, but they kept bringing me to a boil and then stopping. Then one of them knelt between my splayed thighs,. Don’t disappoint me.He read it again. Don’t disappoint me. Nora always knew how to push his buttons. He wasn’t even that surprised that she had drugged his wife. She had no limits. He knew. Almost on autopilot, now, he dressed and made his way to her room. She answered after a single knock.“I knew my baby wouldn’t disappoint me”, she said with a light smile. She looked unbelievably hot. She was wearing a black lace teddy with black stockings. Her black hair was beautiful as ever and her nude. Opening a small case, I removed a blue body stocking and said “Put that on for Daddy,” and stepped out onto the bedroom’s little private terrace.They were on the second floor and the house, already on stilts, put them well off ground level, plus the design of the railing slats were such that you could not see them from the ground. The body stocking was trashy and sexy all at the same time. It had cutouts at the hips that gave it the appearance of being stockings on her thighs. Her nipples.