Still, if Mike or Kirsten were out in the late afternoon, they tried to swing by the house just to check on the kids.The situation was essentially nor...al when he walked into the house. The TV was blaring, and Henry was watching the afternoon cartoons that were really too violent for him, but what could you do about it? Tiffany was sitting at the kitchen table, working on her homework. Math, it looked like.And that was as good an illustration as any about why Mike didn't worry too much about. Silence... Did he leave? I unlock the door and there he is. I’m glad I don’t recognise this young man, wearing training gears with our school team logo on it. He timidly says «Hi!» as he shuts the door behind him I then just notice that, poking out from his pants is a gorgeous uncut penis in a semi erect state. He doesn’t wait for me to say anything back, he probably decided that my jaw dropping at the sight of his fabulous prick was the signal he needed to push my head down on his quite large,. “You’re touching my woman. All the food I’ve put in her mouth and the work I’ve done on this house she belongs to ME! I love her. You don’t.”“Dad...”“Wait, there’s more. After running him off, You’re on a hell of an adrenaline rush. You feel bold and powerful. So you tell her you know she’s submissive and you’re interested in being her master.” He pointed at Kevin. “Here’s the main question you need to consider. Did you use her need for slavery against her to get her into a relationship that. ‘You want to fuck that cock, honey?’ he asked longingly. She could tell that his heart was racing.She lowered her eyelids. ’Mmm-hmmm.’Darrell glanced at Nick, who gave him the confirmatory nod. The next thing Paula knew was that she was being carried over to the double bed in the bull’s strong hands. He put her down, spread her legs and brushed his fingers between the folds of her vagina, testing the waters. There would be most certainly be no need for lube tonight. Darrell grabbed her by her.