The worst of the three rides came two years ago. We have always had asatisfying sex life. Brad was an attentive lover, liked foreplay andenjoyed oral ...ex. So did I for that matter. For several months leading upto the doctor visit, I had noticed he seemed less interested and when hewas willing, well less hard than he used to be.Finally the day came when despite teasing, licking and rubbing his cock,I could not get him up. I asked him if he was ok and for the first timewe spoke about what we both. I swooped down on him again and swallowed as much of his dick as I could. I bobbed up and down, trying to take as much as I could. Slowly, I took more and more. Eventually, he groaned and peeled me off his cock. "Let's try something different," he said. At this point in my experience, everything was different. We got up and he lead me into the house, carrying the pitcher of drinks, our hard cocks bobbing in front of us. Once in the living room, he had me lay down on my back. He crouched over me. He wanted to beg his wife to leave, but that would be too awkward. Two couples stood at either end of a ping pong table with cups laid out. Certain cups were different colors, Ian noticed. The game began. Everyone soon drinking. Until hank got a ball in an odd colored cup. “I pick...Tilda.” He said with a grin. Something dropped in the pit of Ian’s stomach as the chubby wife pulled off her shirt, giggling. She had a nice rack. Double-D’s held up by a black velvet bra. Is was a matter of moments. Daddy left me while I did what I was asked to do, but only to come back with brutal dildo I never got all inside of me, the one that was so big, that I never thought I could take, but daddy believed I could learn it.Are you done washing the clothe like I asked you to daddy said, yes daddy, I am done. Good he said, now get in the bathtub, you need to get punished real bad, so if you planed on a rough time, you got it bitch, daddy said.I went in the tub and sat down, no no no daddy said, get up.