"Why him and not me?" I could almost hear them thinking. And I KNEW she must make other women envious, too. One day I found out just how much."Oh, bab..., this is too good!" I felt the laughter jiggling her bloated boobies. She started kissing me hungrily one evening almost as soon as she got in the door. "Got to re-examine THIS," she continued to chuckle as she put her hand on my quickly stiffing cock."Uh, that feels good," I sighed."You're telling me!" she snorted as she quickly dropped my. But it was a very meaningful exchange for John, who confirmed for himself that she had not been offended by his hands on her body. He wouldn't need to ask if it was okay to caress her, she just told him so without saying a word.As it happens, on this day, Kari had opted to wear a loose fitting crew neck sweater and blue jeans to school. When they pulled into her driveway, John encouraged her to twist around in his arms so that her head was by his door and she was facing him, allowing him open. If I am your slave Daddy, I am free, freer then other girls". And Nora was crying, tears rolling down her beautiful face."Nora you are from this second on mine, mine to use, own and fuck, my slut, whore and property." Her crying stopped her pretty eyes glowed with joy. "But Samantha you and Nora will not invite anyone else, or tell anyone about our arrangement or your enslavement!" and both nodded yes. "Nora you and Samantha are beautiful, I always thought that (and they both smiled) and I am a. Goodbye dear." And she kissed him on the cheek and left.Ned dumped his satchel and headed for the bathroom, footsore he might be but thoughts of Wendy had returned and he felt that a little attention should be paid to the result of those thoughts. He was sitting on the w.c. a few minutes later, his left hand grasping his stiff willie when it suddenly occurred to his what the men had been referring to when they had spoken of being left handed. Ned let out a snort of laughter."What are you doing.