She finally just up and left me one day. I came home from work one evening and all her stuff was gone, along with our savings account. I couldn't blam... her and I never tried to talk her into coming back. I knew she wouldn't and besides, nothing would change, I'd still have a tiny dick. ***I lived by myself after that, and never let any woman get close to me. I just worked and came home and watched TV and jacked off to Internet porn. That was always the best. When I did that I could imagine that. My bed was so full of young, innocent sexual memories. It had softened over the years of quiet masturbation both solo and with a few special friends. The walls in my room were not insulated, creating a comfortable heat. The blowing of the fan gave the perfect relief as it oscillated over my freshly eaten out pussy. Antonio had been stroking his diamond hard cock beneath me as he proceeded to inch closer to me. As the excitement welled up in me, the wetness on my pussy grew. He took in a deep. ..”“Precisely,” he said, stopping her. “You are the lowest of the low. These women can order you to do whatever they wish.” He looked over at the buxom brunette drying the dishes. “Marcy, what would you order Vanessa to do?”“Eat my pussy, sir. Eat me and lick my asshole, if that’s all right with you, Mister Joseph,” she said.“Fine. You may sit on the chair and Vanessa will take care of you.” Marcy scooted over to the kitchen table and sat down on a chair. She spread her legs wide and pulled her. She watched me, her eyes twinkling, as I gasped and moved faster and faster. Soon, I was shoving almost the entire length of my cock into her mouth and it was slick with drool. My hips rocked back and forth quickly as I fucked her mouth. I leaned forward, reaching for her breasts and I played with them, her tongue playing with the tip whenever it got a chance to.After a while, she pulled back, working her lips on the glans.“Shit, was I too rough?”Holding my cock hard in her hand, she wiped.