She had blonde hair, going silver in a kind of bob. She was very busty and there was actually something sexy about her whole persona, so i stopped and...gave her some money. I asked how she was and what she was doing and then, feeling incredibly nervous, I asked if she'd like to play with my cock....She looked at me and said, aye son. That'd be nice. I like a hard young cock. Go into the churchyard and I'll follow you.So i walked ahead of her into the churchyard and walked through the graves till. He decided to test his hypothesis.Slowly, deliberately, he slapped her again and spit in her upturned face.“Sir,” he hissed, slapping her again. “You call me Sir or Master, slut. Is that clear?”“Yes, Sir,” Bridgette said, rushing to correct herself. “I’m sorry, Sir. I will try to be a better slut for you, sir.”Dustin couldn’t believe his cock got even harder as she spoke. Pointing at the ground in front of him, he said, “Kiss my feet, slut.”The naked blonde scrambled to obey her nephew’s. "So you would do about anything as a dare?" he asked with a grin. "That's how the game works. If its a dare, then it's not gay or anything, just part of a game. Even if you dared me to give you head I would have to do it." "Well then, I guess I dare you to suck me off till I cum" he said as he leaned back with a smile. He had me and there was nothing I could do about it.With a mixture of nervousness and excitement I stood from my place on the couch, and stepped in front of him. He scooted. I apologized to them and said I needed to get her to bed but they could stay and party if they wanted, they agreed.I carried my wife up the stairs to our bedroom and stripped all her clothes off and just left her on top of the comforter. I went back downstairs and made sure the women were good and made an excuse to go back upstairs to check on my wife.I went up there for one reason, I was gonna get my wife hot and bothered to the point she would be pliable. I did all the usual stuff except I.