‘So why are you telling me this? Now?’ ‘Thought you’d like to know. What you missed out on.’ He almost got punched again. ‘For Christ’s ...akes, man. I thought you and Irene were . . . ‘ ‘Happily married?’ A pair of fire engines and an ambulance with lights flashing and sirens wailing approached from the opposite direction, I slowed and drifted onto the shoulder. ‘We were never that happy, man. You know that.’ ‘Yeah, but Aaron . . . swinging?’ ‘Actually,’ he said. ‘The swinging part was hers. I. A young woman, I say, should not flaunt herself in front of a man who is not her intended. It is unbecoming, unladylike, undignified. It might also ruin said stepdaughter’s reputation if word were to leak to the community. I insist upon fuller, looser raiment and, of course, suitable undergarments. I then order her to her room to change.“Oh,” she says, “you’re so funny.”That evening, Regina appears at the dinner table naked. Her mother says nothing. I, taking my cue from her, say nothing as. He then picked her up, she tied her legs around his hips and she held onto his shoulders. He then counted down from three to one and slowly inserted his long dick into her. She cried gradually from low to high pitch as it reached further inside her than I ever could. She then relaxed and he said it was all a matter of technique.He then started to thrust slowly back and forward. This was already a lot for her. She looked both pained and ecstatic. She moaned as if it was like his cock was inside. “I want to call you a dirty faggot as you cum.”“Damn, baby.” Brad responded, starting to become aroused again. “That’s fucking hot.”“But if we’re going down this road, you have to really commit.” She added.“What do you mean?”“For starters, no more sex together. It’s been working well these past two weeks, and I can pleasure my pussy myself.” Jenny said. “Another thing... when you jerk off, we need to have a glass nearby for you to squirt into.”“Why?”“So you can drink it!” Jenny giggled. “I.