I hope you don’t mind that I hope they’re together now.” Dag was going to marry Cali Marx’s mother? Damn!“Of course, Miss Marx. Uh ... If yo...’ll forgive me, Dag had an envelope in his vault with your name on it but it doesn’t have an address. If you’re staying in town, I could have it couriered to you.”“I’m still not ready. Are you continuing his ... business?”“Yes. I was his partner and inherited the bulk of his estate.”“I paid Dag a retainer to keep that envelope until I need it. Can I trust. He was so excited he barely got his cock in her mouth when he exploded filling her mouth.Vicki swallowed the spunk, looked up at Brad, “thank you for your patience with me master.” She stood up and hugged her son, ending the slave time, and becoming the teacher. In her mind Vicki was making a mental note, this is lesson number three. She smiled as she said, “We need to work on the spanking. You need to make my butt red.” She didn’t want to scare him by saying make her butt hurt, although that’s. It was a tight squeeze for all three of us on one bed, but wemanaged it. I rolled on top of Richard, and Tim moved behind me. I didn'tknow quite what he had in mind until I felt him hold my ass cheeks apart.Any worries about whether or not that would hurt were lost when I startedsliding up and down Richard's pole again. There was a feeling of pressure, and then Tim's cock was enteringmy anus. It should have hurt a lot more than it did. Maybe it was due tothe bracelet, but it didn't hurt at all.. Forcing a smile, she patted the couch. "Come on, sit back down and let me see if I can put a smile back on your face." He turned to face her and began unzipping his fly. "I've got a better idea for you to chew on." With that, her anger boiled over. "Damn it Johnny, I told you that was out and I told you why!" After shoving him out of the way, she stood. "The only thing you give a damn about is getting your rocks off and getting your way. Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you," she said, in a voice.