“I wish there was something I could do.” Cait said apologetically.“I know, Cait.” Max said firmly as she rubbed her eyes with the back of her ...rm. “But there’s nothing. I’m going to take a shower.”With a shrug of resignation Max released her shorts and let them fall to the floor, peeling off her shirt gingerly. As she walked to the bathroom Cait could see bruises cross crossing her back as through she’d been beaten with a stick, and felt sick in the pit of her stomach. Cait followed her into. What I'm trying to say is, I would like to get to know you better." I'd like to have you know me better too. I've had a few reservations about you, though. I know you've said that you have dated several women in the last few years. What concerns me is this, did you break off with one woman you dated before you took up with the next one or did you have two going at once?" I suppose you'll have to trust me in this, but usually it was at least a year between women I slept with. The one exception. “Oh yes!” Leanne yelled. “Oh god it’s so good. Yes! Yes!” Molly did not say anything after that.“Get around and let me suck you, Daddy.” I eased around in bed and we went sixty-nine. She took to cock sucking like a pro from that very first day. When I cum she gagged just like she did out on the pool deck, just not quite so bad.I looked up and saw Molly had her tits bared and was playing with her own nipples. She had a lost in space look on her face. When I got up off the bed she had an orgasm. Putting it to one side I poured a glass of whisky. Sipping it slowly I relaxed, looking frequently at the letter as if the envelope alone could give me a clue as what it contained. Finally deciding that whatever she had to say, it wouldn't give me anymore unhappiness than I had experienced already, I opened the letter.My Dearest Tim.I hardly know how to start this letter, except to say that I have made a most disastrous mistake. The worst mistake of my life.I left you, not because I had found.