I wanted every in of it for as long and deep,as they wanted to give it time me. I was hard and dripping. Daddy2 went to,my face and stuck his coci i... my mouth. He could only get half way f it in like Daddy our first night but our second night at the gat batt house I could just take it. Can I suck your balls, Daddy2? Do it, cumwhore. I dud and like Daddy it was hard to fit then in my mouth but like with Daddy I got them in. He moaned you are a good ballsucker, cockslut. All I could do. Any way on to the fantasyI come into her office one day and we are talking and she say she needs to go to a empty apartment to check on something and would I like to come along, of course I say YES. We get the the apartment and she needs to check the cabinets and she asks me to help her by making sure she doesn't fall off the stepladder. As she is stepping up I just stare at her perfectly shaped ass and I just place my hands on her beautiful firm ass and start massaging it, she says what do you. Our sex life is and has always been the most phantastic I can possibly imagine and in 25 years you do have plenty of time to find out what really tickles you partners fancy, which is something that we both find very important. Yes, there are moments of pure lust where one or the other just "gets IT", which is fine and most enjoyable but there is also the desire to make the other person as happy as can be, both in and out of bedroom, kitchen, etc.Her skills have grown over that time... I am. “Stephanie? Is, is that you?”“Yes, it’s me,” I answered.“Umm, it’s me, Dean, umm, Mr. Stone.”“Did you get my present?” I asked.“Your present? Oh yes, those! Yes, I did.” He answered with happiness in his voice.“I’m glad, I thought you might like those. I’m sorry I lied to you. I rubbed myself off thinking of you spanking me?”“Stephanie, how do you know about that?” He stammered but I was quick to assure him it was okay that I really wanted to be spanked.We talked for a few minutes. I told him.