"My name is Kent, pretty lady."I stammered a little and then worked up the courage to tell him my name.The bartender had already filled my glass again... I downed this one justas fast as the first one. My burning throat told me that this was liquor…"So Ana, what is a pretty lady like you doing in this neighborhood?"I was not thinking clearly; when I blurted out that I had just had a hard quarrel with my cheating husband. Then I realized that it was the wrong thing to say…Kent just nodded to the. She grabbed the dollop of cream she had piled, yes she had been thinking; in her hand, from the strategic placed bowl and smeared it along her step brother’s shaft. Fuck it looked appealing. Fuck it tasted good, fuck it was exciting and added a layer of friction that added a layer of pleasure for both of them. Yum, yummy, luscious; hard wet cock, smooth and inviting, lashes of cream , smeary, plastered, spread, splattering and daubed.My , my , my , cock and cream, naturals like cock and. ‘Your father has asked me to talk to you about you being an embarrassment to this family. Your two older sisters have been married for several years and your younger brother has been married for two years. We wish you to find a suitable suitor and lead him to the altar and then depart from this house. Oh I don’t want this to sound too harsh. You are not under extreme pressure.’ ‘Well okay mother. Give me six months. If I haven’t found a guy by then I will still leave this house.’ A discussion. Master comes through the door and drops his brief case, he comes up to me and gives me a firm squeeze on the rump as I am finishing putting dishes away in the kitchen, then he goes into his office and turns on his computer and I think oh shit, I try to stop him before he turns on the screen to the pictures of girls being spanked, Master gets this grin on his face as he tells me to come here. I slowly walk over to master and he asks me what the hell is this shit! I just stand there looking.