Arranged marriages were common then. A suitable match of classand wealth was far more important than any concept like love. Youmarried, had children, ...nd kept a proper home, hearth, and bed for yourhusband. In return, he directed the finances and took whatever steps hedeemed necessary to provide for his wife and children. You had your role,he had his, and there was very little overlap or confusion."When I was transformed, I awoke in a house I didn't recognize. Yolandawas there to explain what. Don't you want me?" I think you'd better take me home," said Amber. "You've got the wrong girl."Steve drove home sullenly, and when they got in front of her house, Amber wordlessly got out of the car. "I'm sorry, Amber," he said, but she ignored him. He watched her walk down the path away from him, that perfect ass swinging seductively.That night, Steve burned for Amber. As soon as he got home, he raced upstairs and masturbated. He had to relieve the tremendous pressure that had built up. It was a strange sensation, softness and firmness rolled into one, but the fact that it was a mans cock was what thrilled me, it was such a powerful emotion, I started responding quicker that I imagined I would, 'Good girl', he commented as I sucked eagerly on him and after five minutes he pulled my out, turned me round and bent me back into the car, and kneeling on the seat, tore my tiny knickers down and started fucking my pussy, groaning and grunting loudly.I was in limbo, in a shocked. As far as sex is concerned, I make my own decisions. Candice is gorgeous and I was eyeing her all night too, Candice, I’d love to have sex with you and if it helps my Daddy, that’s a bonus. So when do we do this?’ ‘No time like the present,’ Candice said, throwing her coat on the floor. The petite blonde was wearing a pink silk teddy and matching pink stiletto heels. She reminded Raquel of a sexy pink cupcake. Candice started to walk towards the bed to join Raquel, but the brunette put her hand.