She had looked like she was in charge and begging for it. Greg had also been keeping her slightly drugged, to make her more malleable to suggestion. Y...u couldn't tell she was drugged up or anything. She looked like a woman who wanted to get fucked and fucked well. My intent was to have her for myself, not for her to become a slave to Greg and his friends. The filming of us together was to be for my eyes only, and for my future viewing. Instead, Greg made several copies and showed them to his. By then it was around two am, we were both getting pretty tired. Before anything else happened; Jack got dressed, kissed me lightly and left. I locked the door and flopped in bed. Within the amount of time it would have taken my lover to get home; my phone rang. “Sorry Bobbie…I know you’re tired…at least as tired as I am dear. Look…damn…I’m sitting in my garage with another erection.”“Oh damn Jack; what do you want to do…want me to do?”“I’m hard as a rock and in pain; I mean real pain. Will you. Initially, you didn't like me at all, but three years later and even after breaking up with your mom, you had begun calling me “dad” (you never knew your biological father, he left your mom when you were a baby and has never contacted you or you any idea where he is). Then you moved to California and we hadn't talked for three years, but when you came up for X-mas with your mom and (half)sister, a couple of years ago, you text-ed me to see if we could visit and we discovered our bond was not. Blogs - For each user has the ability to open and maintain an unlimited number of blogs on any topic but NOT AN ADVERTISING. Administration of this site does not use censorship, but requires users to comply with international laws and principles of tolerance.
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