He begged me not to usehis ass as well, but I?ve done that quite a bit, and lent his sorry little assout at my all male Master parties?it?s quite fun!...But I think he still hasthese pathetic hopes of getting a female Mistress, and that?s why he beganbothering you with his sad stories. I knew he?d have to get a severe punishmentfor this? I recall once I caught the little bastard flirting with somesecretary at his Senate office. Tresner?s quite the sort. He was aschoolteacher til recently, but is. ”“I’m definitely flattered, Susan but I still have to find out if I’m married or not before I put in an application. I don’t feel good about a sexual relationship until I find out my marital status.”Susan said, “I understand. Ok, no sex. How bout a nice massage.”He thought for a minute and followed Susan to her cabin like a lost puppy. Soon as they walked into her room, she removed his shirt and shorts. She told him to lay face down on the bed and close his eyes. He heard her shoes hit the. I gave mine and she sent a text saying “hey, prateeksha here…” i replied as “Sandy here…”, then everything was set and i was very excited, that night we had sex chat through phone, hearing each other voice and moaning, finally the day finished.Morning i wake around 10am and did all household chores, i was waiting evening to arrive soon, it was 5 pm and i got ready and put on the clothes and left home at 5:30 and reached j.M Road around 5:50 pm, i text her as i am waiting, she replied as on the. “Damn you look good enough to eat bitch,” I blurted accidentally.“Daddy…Christ! Why did you say that? And why are you staring at me like a perv?!”The saucy comeback and slightly askew legs stretched out touched a nerve.“You’re a tasty looking slut and know it. Stop dicking me around. As if I don’t jerk off every morning at the office thinking of you wearing those knee-high socks and skirt to school every day!”“Oh that’s gross! You’re k**ding right?! What’s wrong with you?! Are you on.