Jeana, for instance, was probably the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, and if she had been half a foot taller would have been a shoo-in for any nu...ber of fashion or men’s magazines. Marilyn was never quite in that league.That’s not to say she wasn’t good looking. She was. I remember clearly once when Maggie was looking through some old pictures of us and she said, in the most delightfully tactless way, “Wow, Mom, you used to be hot! What happened?” While I tried to keep from laughing,. I just nodded. He wished me a good summer, and reminded me to practice.This is not to say I had not helped the authorities on a couple cases. I had. I just did not want John dictating to me. I had a life, and wanted things for myself. Not only was I taking computer classes, but I was studying Wall Street and high finance, too.I also found and bought an older model car. It was in bad shape when I got it. It was a 1966 Volkswagen Fastback. It needed a lot of work, which took time away from other. “Do you want Ros to do it or me?”“Ros please, kiss me while she does it with your hand on my erection.”“You liked that didn’t you honey? So did I, next time I want to do it for you. And maybe you do it for me,” I tell him as I fit the cock ring Ros provided for him and Ros does the same for Carla.“I am going to blow Carla’s ten-inches while you watch honey, are you fine with that? He really is impressive strapped in like that, so are you,” I tease as I run my hands over my man’s chest and. An ass cleaner and cocksucker. I was a comfort slut for real men.I leaned in and pressed my face between Daddy’s cheeks and gave a tentative swipe with my tongue. I tasted sweat and the dank, sour, earthy taste of what I assumed was leftover waste. Summoning all of my reserve I began the task of cleaning Daddy’s ass with my tongue. I licked up and down in long swipes tasting every inch of the hidden valley. I cleaned as thoroughly as I could wanting my task to end quickly but I knew how a true.