Just in time for lunch. I booked the 11 a.m. flight that would arrive around 1 p.m.“Sarah?! I thought you fell off the face of the Earth! Thank you ...or your condolences. I will be coming in on Friday October 13th at 1 p.m. Do you think you can pick me up? I’ll treat you to lunch before the 6 p.m. funeral?”“Swoosh," my phone sounded, as I replied back to her. I loved going to Nashville. The scenery was always welcomed in my eyes. Beautiful women, good beer, barbecue… and then there was Sarah,. "Look at that, slut?" Exclaimed Tanya, "Look at that white-slut cunt drool.... You really want this, don't you, slut?" Yes Mistress, I really do" My wife replied in a very breathy tone, "I want Master so badly!"My wife actually looked excited as she slowly lowered herself and the very tip of James' massive cock pushed into my wife. She lifted back up, just a little and sunk down a little more. My wife repeated this exercise many times, yet still only had about half of James' huge and VERY thick. ‘How is that different from going back to hooking?’ ‘One, rather than having sex with a complete stranger every night, it would be having sex with someone I know—you’ she explained. ‘Two, I wouldn’t have to go out looking for johns, so there’s no risk of getting arrested. And three—what makes this a good deal for you—there’s no fixed rate of exchange. You pay a prostitute a set fee, but as a sugar daddy, everything is voluntary. I’ve told you how much I need, but it’s up to you what if anything. I then felt some one grab my ass. It was Hamish and he started to massage my ass. I then got down on my hands and knees and started sucking on James' nipple. I then kissed all the way down his hairless body until I came to his undies. I slowly put my finger tips under the elastic and pulled down his jockeys once again revealing his hairless crotch and small penis. Meanwhile Hamish was rubbing my crotch had ass through my undies. He put one under the elastic and grabbed my cock. I thought I was.