We fought about money and sex and the best way to raise our teenage daughter. We fought about the house and the cars and the bills and my shopping ...abits. But mostly we fought about sex. Towards the end neither one of us seemed to have a civil word for the other. I would like to be able to say that our problems were entirely my husband’s fault. That would not be accurate. I realized even while it was happening that it was mostly my fault. Not entirely. But mostly. I can’t tell you why. Do you have any friends at school that you want me to fuck? Oh God I hope so. After all I now belong to you. I’m your sex slave to use in any way you can imagine!”She turned off the camera and said, “There that should do it!”I was simple astonished.In the next two days mom made sure that I filmed her in the bathtub, in the shower, and on the toilet peeing. I filmed her shaving her pussy too. Then she asked Roy and Tim if I could film them fucking her too. They loved the idea and even double. Owwww! Owwwiee! i will be good! i'm sorry im being a brat! i will be a good girl! please i just want some candy!get on your knees and open your mouth. she slowly moves to her knees. crack! the crop finds her ass again! faster he growls.he places the fruit roll up around his 7 and a half inch dick. suck it all off and dont stop until i tell you too. you wanted some candy now you are going to get some candy.Thank you Poppa she smiles and she greedily begins to suck and lick all over the pole.As. She said I want you to watch me as I get ready. I said sure sweetheart, I love watching you dress. She had her hair pulled back in a ponytail as she sat at her dressing table. She spent an hour on her make up, nothing over the top but heavier than her daily look. Her eyes had long lashes and looked extremely sexy. She stood up and took her robe off. She gave her body a good look in the mirror. She asked if I thought she was gaining weight? I said baby you only weigh a hundred and five pounds..