"Each evening after dinner you will offer your husband a blow job. He can decide when he takes up that offer." Sally gulped and nodded and the cane ca...e down again."As you know, that spanking frame is being delivered to your house, it is to be placed in a spare room from which all other furniture is to be removed. I intend to teach Keith how to use the cane and you will make yourself available whenever he wishes to practice."This time Sally moaned, then yelped when the cane landed with a loud. She got the message and rolled over on top of me. “Did you bring a condom?” I asked.“Yeah,” Alyssa said pulling the condom out of her pants pocket. After that, we continued to make out for a while. Then I decided to put my hand up her shirt. I started to squeeze her B sized breast when she let out a soft moan. I knew I was doing well, and so I decided to try the other way. I started to unbutton and unzip her pants. I slid my hand down under her panties, and then stuck my middle finger into her. Alyssa was 15 years old, a ready-to-be, freshly-minted sophomore at RMHS.Garrett was 31 years old; Sophie was 30. They’d stood at the alter not a month prior to Sophie’s due date. To everyone’s amazement (and the chagrin of some), the newlyweds made it a full year before separating the 1st time. They’d separated twice more, in 2006 and 2008, but had settled down with age and experience into a stable nuclear family unit. Sophie was 6 months pregnant with their 2nd daughter, Bailey. Alyssa didn’t. I fucked Raylea on my kitchen counters, off my balcony railing, in the shower, back on the bed, on the couch, falling off the couch, on the floor in front of the couch, and in the ass. Then I came down like the meteor that killed the dinosaurs.I dragged Raylea by the hair and threw her on the bed. I’m pretty sure the caveman play set her off for another orgasm but I just climbed up next to her, laid my head on her shoulder and drifted into the death of sleep.I didn’t think I’d ever wake up.