Just like flipping a switch, so what can I ever do to repay you?" "Don't worry about it, Sloan," he answered, turning off the car. "You loving me back...is enough. I just wish you would have let me get a limo for us, though." "I told you that was too much. Besides, you still knew how to treat me right, Marco. That outweighs everything else. I know you aren't a fan of dancing, but you did it for me," I reminded him before I smooched his cheek. "And to ditch Mr. Jackass, too. Damn, how does his. She lives with her mother, a mature woman of 60, She cannot be classified as pretty, although it must be recognized that she remains thin, something that is already appreciated, in her youth she was brunette, although now she is dyed to avoid gray hair, has short hair and has brown eyes. Her face can not be described as beautiful, but it has some morbid and perhaps a touch of vice. Years ago she divorced her husband, and from what my gf has told me, since that day he has gone out with any man. Do you mind if he joins us?” Jerry looked at me questioningly and I nodded. “Sure, bring him on over. The more the merrier,” Jerry laughed. While Dave was getting his friend Jerry leaned in and kissed me passionately, his tongue exploring my mouth completely. During the kiss I let my hand find the bulge in his pants and I definitely liked what I found. “Jerry, Becky, this is my good friend Phil,” Dave said when he returned to the booth, making the introductions all the way around. The way Dave. I felt so dirty yet I was really enjoying it. I even felt my milk-filled breasts begin to leak as the soft cries from my baby filled the room from down the hall. I came twice and each time, Daddy berated me for being a slut, a whore, a wanton bitch."Take off your weeding rings" Daddy ordered. I didn't want too, but I knew that I had no choice. It was difficult to do as He was rocking in and out of me. I tried to plead yet the ring in my mouth prevented anything audible from escaping my mouth..