I had thought about ourexperience all week and must have jacked off at least 10 times thinking aboutit. Usually while sniffing the panties she'd left...behind, imagining her bigass in the air with my cock pumping in and out of it.Charley rode with me, and surprized me twice on the way over. First that Ruthwas rich - her husband had been the CEO of a major local company. And second,that she had told him about our wild night of sex. Turns out he was one of thevery few she'd had besides her. " Go ahead Gwen," Grandpa Max said with a quick wave of his hand as he turned back to the rustbucket. As soon as Gwen headed up the two track Max turned away from the RV to watch his granddaughter as her hips swayed incisively with every step. He wondered if Gwen realized how much her walk had changed in the past month since she and Ben started fucking. With one hand Max dug into his pants pocket and fingered the blue barrette he'd found in the cushion of the bench after he'd noticed that it. He definitely does not. I know that he does not get erect during a session. Mr. Marshall is not there either, and neither is Paul. I have asked Paul if he sees the sessions, or if they are taped and he said no. He does know what happens in them, although, when he sends me, he does not know if Mr. Marshall will use me or not. It is so frustrating. If at least Paul could see me being whipped, it would at least count for something. I strangle a sob. I lift my eyes and Parker stands in front of. I got the hidden presents, which included a new laptop from Robbie, a nice large makeup kit from me, and a necklace that spelled her name, from her brother. He also got her some pretty earrings to match.They hugged really tight, adding a kiss, they went up to get her old computer data transferred over.I cleaned up the table, throwing the trash away, and putting our leftovers in the fridge.After that, I headed back upstairs, finding my son in my bed, and he said, “Jeri fell asleep, so I thought.