In fact, you better not have any limits.” He gave an address and signed the email, “Your Black Dom Daddy”.Scott masturbated endlessly, for days...on end, reading those few lines like they held the key to the universe. He fantasized about what it would be like to be the plaything of a strong, Black man who towered over his diminutive size. He didn’t do as he was instructed of course. That would have been anti-climactic. He wasn’t going to go through with it after everything he had written, he. I opened the door to find my girl lying face down on the bed her head cradled on a pillow crying, tears had soaked the cover. “Beth? Beth sweetheart, what’s wrong?” I was concerned.She rolled over and looked up at me “Mom didn’t know I was home did she dad? I know she can be a bitch sometimes but I never heard her like today. Daddy? Is she always like that when I’m not here?”I hung my head in shame that I had let things get this far, we tried to keep our shattered marriage from being too. Growing aroused the men had to adjust their growing cocks in their pants.Rob got their attention pointing out a guy at the next table was receiving a blow job from a woman.The song ended and they returned with Tina quickly sitting on Dan’s lap. “I’m having such a good time! Thank you, my love.”“You’re quite welcome.” Dan’s hand slid up her inner thigh and he began to finger her pussy for the men to watch. She took a quick drink, her body reacting to him exciting her clit.“Mmm, honey you know. ” The doctor didn’t react to this. He then called mom took her temperature, etc and asked her all the questions he had asked me. Finally, he asked her how often she had sex?Mom without any hesitation replied once or twice a month. To this, he asked her, “Then you might be masturbating every week or so.” To this, she replied, “Yes once a week at least.”Then he called me and asked me to remove my gown. I said, “I feel shy.” He told me, “It’s ok. I am a doctor.” Then my mom came and forcibly.