There was a pier and what looked like a deck in the middle of the lake. After dinner I said I was going for a swim. I changed and was heading out the ...oor when I noticed Sara watching me. She flashed a smile when she caught me looking at her. I swam for about an hour. I climbed on the pier and laid down catching my breath. Rob, Sara and mom came down and sat on a bench at the end of the pier. I heard them talking for a couple of minutes, when I heard my mom ask if there was a path around the. Karl would bring Zara already changed and waiting for her feed before he left for work, leaving his "favorite girls to spend the day together" as he would put it. Feeding Zara was sometimes difficult I had so much milk that the flow would often overwhelm her, making her fussy and upset, I started using a breast pump which was time consuming and tiresome preparing her bottles with my expressed milk. I had come to be more accepting towards Bailey her willingness to help around the house. She just reeks of nasty perverted sex appeal. Her sex drive and desire for kinky and abusive sex has always overridden any rational thought of what could or might happen. For her these kinky encounters to be with well endowed black men has removed any guilt about such things, as the thought of being naked an helplessly in the hands of perverted black men has been even more deliciously appealing! The following is in Trishs own words… Here is one of many things my hubby has had me do: One. I didn't think the night could get any better. He began talking to me once we got in the car ready to go to his house until the next night where I would ride in the semi. "I don't have any extra beds, all I have is a couch, I will get you some pillows and a blanket unless you just want to sleep in the bed with me?" I said it didn't matter, I could sleep anywhere. I didn't sleep with him that night, but I wanted to desperately. I fantasized about fucking him while I laid on the couch.