What about Kelly?”“Carol! That’s my daughter. I wouldn’t know!”“She ceased being your daughter when she turned eighteen. Now she’s a ...orny healthy young woman. Don’t tell me you’ve never thought about her.”“You are evil,” I laughed more from the fact I didn’t want to answer.“George did about Helen, you know.” she said. “got to a point where he couldn’t come unless he had her in mind. Used to spy on her in the shower and tell me all about what he’d like to do to her.”“And you were ok with. She always indulged me, flattered I suppose. I never told her, but kissing her navel was as exciting to me as kissing her most intimate places. She was a true Southern Belle and the love of my life. She had many habits and pastimes, all of which fascinated me to no end, but her favorite recreation was collecting silver. She would go on day-long expeditions to bring one home a single piece of silver, something precious and rare that had a history to it that appealed to her inquisitive nature.. Still, I knew it was a major transgression, and I remembered what he'd said about needing to come up with a way to punish me further. Nervous as I was about what he was going to come up with, I was also grateful to have the opportunity for him to make me good again."I think it's time for bed now, slave," he said.We walked to the bedroom (I followed just a bit behind him as I always did—I felt so subservient to him that way). He watched me silently as I removed the slutty outfit that had gotten. One of the guys holding her arms then took off the tape, but he covered her mouth with his hand. I guessed that they wanted to hear Anita screaming. Oscar then dropped his trousers and I could see one of the biggest black dicks I had ever seen in my life.He rubbed Ana’s pussy lips a bit and he suddenly rammed his hard black cock into my sweet wife, up to the hilt.She let out a wild long moan and I saw her eyes rolling.Oscar began pumping her good and very hard. I soon noticed no more tears nor.