Suddenly he grabbed my hair and pulled my face to him, kissing deeply my red lips.Then he smacked my ass cheeks and whispered in my ear:“You know, b...tch… I am tired of fucking blonde sluts like you…”“What do you mean, Master?”. I dared to ask him.“I want to experience something new. I need to fuck a Chinese wife, now… a happy married one, a mother, a faithful lady to her hubby, a bitch that still she does not know she is a bitch…”“Oh, Master, I think I could introduce you such a lady…” I. Our first anniversary passed with no celebration otherthan the same sexual torture I willingly and lovingly submit to every day athis hand.? He is still angry that I stolehis soul, and he punishes me for it. He loved his wifeand had a happy family until he met ME on the internet.? Now his little "family" isdemolished and he pays a huge sum to his vindictive ex-wife because he just HADto have ME. HAH-HAH-HA! ?And because hethrew it all away for a disgusting homeless woman, his parents stopped. His hips start rocking, trying for some friction. She pulls back and shakes her head at him. "Patience," she says, with a smirk on her face. He groans again, but stills his hips. She starts trailing kisses down his neck, nipping and lapping as she goes. Her hands move to the top button of his shirt, slowly she unbuttons it. One, two, three, buttons come undone. She trails the opening shirt with her lips and tongue. The skin is smooth and soft, lightly tanned and slightly salty. The rest of the. “Do you still love Dad?”“Yes, of course, I do. I’ll always love him.”“Okay, then secondly, who do you love more? Dad or this Jason guy you’ve both got involved with?I hesitated, and I saw their masks of confidence slip. It wasn’t a question I could answer easily, and the fact that Jason was standing just out of frame didn’t make it any easier.“That’s a hard question to answer. Your father’s hurt me a lot these last few days. And I think his life’s moved on. Did he tell you about Hannah?”Amy’s.