She had no experience with BDSM, and she had no idea what rules I would be living under, other than the ones we had shared with her so far.“I’d li...e to try it, Sir,” my sister said demurely. She wasn’t a big talker, and she stubbornly remained on her hands and knees with her big tits touching the carpet, and her big ass stuck up in the air.My daughter was surprisingly silent about all of this. I think she wanted to say something snarky. She had an impish grin on her face, but I think for once. But for now let your daddy do it."Brooks moved Diana's car seat to the middle of her back seat and heard them chattering like magpies as they came out of the house. She had dressed them nicely in little skirts and tights, looking like they stepped from the pages of a fashion magazine.As he kissed them, she said, "I emailed Denise that I wouldn't be in. They wouldn't have missed me anyway." With a large grin, almost singing, "We're going off to the big city to play!"As he walked back to his. Like him I was drunk as she was, and as she lay sleeping in bed, I walked into her living room in my knickers, to having my bared breasts attacked by his hungry mouth.Fifteen minutes later he arose from atop of me, naked and went into her room and got into bed with her, I fell asleep with the noised of him fucking her.In the morning I awoke on the settee where I slept, to a cup of coffee and a question, 'Who the fuck was he'? She gave birth a daughter eight and a half months later, father still. When he got to me he made a comment to his wife that I was his problem child. Then as he left the table he said take it easy on the drinking this weekend; I need you awake next week.I wanted to jump up and hit him. After he left Flo said, "What a complete asshole."That made me feel better.On the way home Flo asked me if Jason always acted that way toward me. I said not always but a great deal of the time. Then she said, "You should quit."I said that I had thought about it, and the conversation.