Mom cried a lot and Papa started leaving the house in a foul mood. At night they argued, well Momma argued and Papa drank. He drank a lot and sometime... slept on the living room floor. December rolled around again; it was my fifteenth birthday, one of the few days out of the year when I normally got to stay inside. Papa was already in a mood, Momma didn’t even speak at breakfast. They hadn’t had sex in months— I knew because I listened. When I felt Papa’s hand clasp my shoulder, I knew he’d. Frantically she fumbled with his buttons, freeing the mammoth rigid cock, unlocking its perilous hunger, then kissed the tip as she weighed in her palm his ponderous orbs. A moment only he allowed her to worship the scepter of his power and majesty, then picked her up like a rag doll, spun her and crowded her face against the window. He roughly flung her skirts over her waist, then paused to ogle her lewdly exposed bottom.“Your husband is one lucky bastard,” Lawn Boy chuckled. “How often does. " I hang up the phone smiling and go get some small liquor bottles to put in my purse. Shopping will be more fun with Carol loosened up a little.~~~I am waiting out front for her as she pulls her car up to the curb. “Hi, Carol," I say as I slide into the passenger seat."Hi, Felicia!" she replies, smiling ear to ear.It takes me two seconds to recognize she is driving Kevin's car. Looking over my shoulder, I flashback to my fuck-session from the other night. What would Carol say if she knew I was. Later that afternoon, after lunch, Goddess returned with her servantspushing the changing table, with a large basket on it."Are you ready for your comfy new bed?" she asked."Yes Goddess." Keiko replied.Goddess had determined just yesterday that the gag was no longernecessary, unless of course Keiko thought that she would not be able tocontrol her tongue.Keiko had assured Goddess that he "Would be a good girl" and not talkout of turn, or be disrespectful.The basket was removed from the table, a.