My wife slurped and lapped feverishly, causing Christine to writhe on the table, which set off a loud crinkling from the paper. I switched back and fo...th between the doctor’s delightful nipples, sometimes sucking them hard enough to pull the dark areolas between my lips as well. Christine’s hand rested on the back of my head, keeping me hovering over her chest - as if I needed any encouragement in that regard. The doctor whimpered, moaned, and yelped as her pleasure mounted.Christine’s back. I loved it when daddy got all powerful and master like. “You may be a dirty little whorish slut but that doesn’t mean you can go out dressed like that, I know you wanted to go out and fuck a bunch of guys tonight, you’re just going to have to learn you cannot fuck whoever you want when you want to, I will not have you getting an std or pregnant to some stranger” he shouted at me all the time spanking me harder and harder“Yes daddy” “I’m sorry daddy” I managed to get out between my moans and. I had just a towel around my body. So I pretended to get cloths from a hanging cable and jumped a little and let my towel go off. My dick was hardened by that time. She got a good view of my dick. I was checking her reaction but she turned away. After that I used to do it often. I used to watch porno movies and used to masturbate in front of her and use to pretend that I did not notice her. She just used to smile. But nothing was happening more than that. So I was confused. And one day I got a. I wonder what kind of person I could make myself become, the bright side of it all is that I do get to reinvent who I am, see if a new act can catch some heads. Who knows, maybe find a girl, make some friends finally? A guy can dream. I mean, it’s been two schools, twice now that I pretend to be someone else and none have landed but hey, the third time is the charm.I grab my traveling bag, carrying all my clothes and my computer, the essentials as dad would say, and pulled out my notebook. I.