. I like being fucked by lots of men. I love you, Daddy, I do. I would truly cherish being your woman. Your wife. But... I'm like Mother, I need to be...used.”My husband grinned at her. “You're my slut, too. You fuck whom I say you can, my little flower.”“Yes, Daddy,” Leyla quivered and then darted to him.She nimbly leaped over me to land on his lap, straddling him. She kissed him so hard, her ass wiggling right before my face, her pussy shaved and gleaming with her juices. My pussy was just as. "I had never been robbed before and nobody had even tried. If I had lost something people would run after me to return it. I felt another interested party and saw a scruffy looking girl of ten watching me while I spoke.I said, "Hello, please pardon my manners. My name is Michael and I'm looking for hemp seeds. Would you know where to find a large quantity of this?" What would you be wanting that for?" I want to start a farm in the west." How many bags are you looking for?" As many as I can get.. This was my moment... Do I follow him home, as promised, or chicken out? Taking a deep breath, I made my decision and pulled out to follow him.As we drove to his house, the struggle between guilt and excitement continued. This wasn't the first time I'd thought about it after finding out about his affair, but I had always talked myself out of it before it got this far.I kept telling myself that I was just going to take off my pants and lay back on the bed. He could get his jollies, I could prove. "That doesn't mean I don't like looking at you sis," I said with a smirk."Look, I'm not going to let you do anything, ok," she said, "but I suppose you can look."With that she dropped her towel to expose her totally naked, if a little damp, body to me."My oh my," I whistled, "you sure are beautiful." Thanks," she said shyly, "does this mean you're not going to sent any mails then." I think, for now you are safe sis," I said."Can I get on?" she said, "I'm going out later I need to get ready.".