.she eventually went on top and so I completed my first fuck...This continued till I was married at 21, my wife always said my tongue work is superb.....aught by Mrs F no less.I did as my sexual interest grew eventually ended up bedding the other neighbour Kathy, nothing as dramtic, it was more a fuck banging her over the kitchen table every now and then, when he was at sea.I fucked her daughter Susan as well.. same age as me, so keeping it in the family.. her mother was better.I meet my now wife. " Yeah." I got up. "Sure." I couldn't even remember the last time I ate with the boys.Everyone was at the table, fully dressed - which was depressing - when I got there. Dinner was good, but I was too tired to enjoy it. The boys were unusually quiet as well.Reality had finally returned and I hated it."What time do you want breakfast tomorrow, Boss?" Zane asked. "I thought I'd do something special." I have no idea." I groused. "Juan, what time do I want breakfast?" Boss, I think you have a. When Cindi went to the rest room I went over to a table of guys.:”You guys notice the blond at my table?”“hey we’re sorry if we were staring mister”“That’s okay. How would you like to spend the evening with her?”“Uh,…..are you serious?”“Yeah”They were all startled and then one of them admitted he would lie it. Then they all joined in“Come up to the 5th floor in 5 minutes” I directed themAs Cindi and I headed to the elevator I wrapped my arm around her puloling her dress up. Her butt was on. That mild stroke is nothing compared to what I can do to you if you don’t hurry up and follow my orders.”Immediately I put the envelope down onto the concrete floor and signed my name in the window as best I could.“Very good, slave. I can actually read that.” With that I felt the envelope removed from my grip, a moment passed, and then it was returned to me. “I’ve removed the top sheet with your signature, slave. It’s time to sign the next page. There are 17 pages; let’s get this over with.