“I wish I could stay, but I guess I have to let somebody else have a shot at that sweet pussy.” I said getting up from the bed, my cock still rock...hard.“You can stay a little longer, your cock looks ready to go, and my pussy would love more of your cock.”So I stayed. It was true love. I fucked Roxanne two more times. Then I insisted on waiting outside while she let a few more guys pound her good.After the fourth guy she called for me. The guys were applauding me as I entered the bedroom. I. After holding their attention for several minutes with these stories, she then confessed what she described as, perhaps, her biggest “secret” – the fact that she was also living a naughty online life through an adult website. Andee described how she and her husband had launched the website, explaining how it has added to the spark in the relationship, and introduced her to a whole new world of sexuality and experimenting. As she talked, Dan typed in the website address and opened up the. A small fountain is circled by the front drive and her grounds in the back feature a small, living hedge maze. While only chest high, the maze can move to confound people seeing their way through and changed with each sunrise.The house itself has a dozen rooms and a separate carriage house. Over all a classical decoration theme keeps the feel of the house somber, but Mellisa has added paintings and works of art reflecting her own pleasures, statues of fairies and dragons, paintings with dragons. Even my underwear. My ONLY pair of underwear.I leaned against the sink with my head low. I was stretched too far in too many directions to do what I really needed to do. Yes, I got the police report, but only at the cost of not returning to town, which I might have to do in my effort to find my Dad. I needed clothes. I needed underwear. I needed so many damned things I never had to go without before. I didn’t even have a robe to wear. “Dammit!”A soft knock on the bathroom door made me look.