As I walk toward the stairs to our bedroom, I turn my head to look at my wife once again. As I pause to stare at her one more time, I wonder to myself...how she knew her surprise would be something I would be thrilled with. I also think just how lucky I am to have such a beautiful and playful wife. After my shower I dress in jeans and a button down shirt and head down the stairs, wondering what other surprises my wife may have in store for me tonight. Wanting to be able to get another good look. I felt determination in Secric to make the Samutz pay, and pay dearly. John was fairly calm, but knew the end had come. His life was much more interesting than it had been before, and he said to me, "Well Henry, I am glad to have known you. I only wish we were in this alone."Susan cut in, "That is no way to talk. Even if we are going to die, it is better, with loved ones fighting beside you."The next charge lasted much longer. The small ship had blasted all the bodies protecting us, to fine. She was really glad things had slowed down. When her daddy put her hand on his big, stiff cock, her mouth had said “Noooo,” but her mind had been whining, “Okay, I’m ready.” It had scared her, because in that moment, if he’d pushed her, she’d have splayed open and let him have her cherry. She was beginning to understand how powerful all this sex business was. More importantly, she appreciated her father even more than she had in the past. She was fully aware that only one in a thousand dads. She knew she was starting at the lower end of the ladder at her job but she also knew what she could accomplish. Her life was set for her. She was on the straight and narrow path.Since his marriage, Michael had ‘transformed’, as he liked to think of it, over twenty women into sluts. When they met him for the first time they were conventional, average women with a demure reserved personality and high, repressed sex drive. He sensed something in them that awoke his lust, something that told him.