" Then he looked a little apologetic and said, "Technically, I'm not. Susan is. You see, when we were married, to try to make up to her for the tortur...s and torments of her slavery, I signed over all of my assets to her."At that point Jeff looked up at the ceiling and seemed to ponder something. Then with a grin he looked down the table at Susan and said, "My darling slave, guess what?" What, beloved master?" You own ... yourself! Isn't that neat? My darling, you own all of my assets. And my. . a real Queefer..... Sylvia shuddered and shook for a good minute . Then looked at me with tears in her eyes, red with embarrassment, ________________________________________she started to say sorry . I cut her off and told her to feel my cock . She did , it was rock hard,. All these years of searching for a squirter and now i had found one,Now all i had to do was to get her somewhere where i could really let my fingers dance and for her to empty herself and really make a noise, Well.. why. "It wasn't all Ralph's fault," I admitted. "I flirted with him, too. I kind of liked him." Shit! He wasn't worth your time. You have to set your sights higher than that. Ralph is a small man with small ambitions. You're beautiful. You could have any man you want." When she reached out and took my hand I began to get the idea. Monica had never seemed very feminine to me. I mean she was all woman, for sure, but strong too. I had gone with her to show a house one time. The prospective buyer and. ” She said. That was her routine comment and so I gave my routine statement.“Just making sure you’re ok.” Every time I said that I swear I could see a faint smile on the corners of her lips (which oddly were coated with pink lipstick. Who wears makeup to bed?). Next was the beast in question, and I readied my routine statement and apology while knocking. As usual, that pissed off look on her face made me quiver and look at my feet.“What.” she said.“Um…just seeing if you’re ok.” I tried to.