I’ll be right out.”“Ranchester, Ma’am.”“Yes, Ma’am ... on my way.”I hung up and walked out to the RX-5. She was still there.“I can�...t keep calling you young lady.”“Karen, my name is Karen Post. I’m 19.”“I’m not buying that.”“Would you consider 16?”“That’s more like it. Listen, Karen. I’m going to be taking backroads to meet a lady, then I’ll be taking backroads into Sheridan.”“So?”“I need you to listen to me. It’s important.”“Okay?”“In 1876 ... in June the Sioux defeated Custer at the Battle of. I suddenly came to the realization that I had awakened some sexual monster within Kate. She told me even when she was married she seldom got the amount of sex she craved and was made to feel bad whenever she tried to initiate it from her husband who had the primitive philosophy that it was the man who was to initiate sex. She never had the courage to have an affair even when people openly flirted with her and resorted the solitary activity on masturbation. It was only after the divorce did her. He let go of my hair, ordered Andy and I to stop and I collapsed in a heap on the bed. “Andy, go downstairs and get three glasses of water. I think we could all do with a drink.” I felt the bed shift and Andy got off and Master laid down next to me, he pulled me up so my head was resting on his chest and he wrapped his arms around me. “I’ve really missed you, my slut.” I looked up at him, “I’ve missed you too, Master.” He kissed me gently, “Get dressed.” He helped me up and I moved shakily. I grabbed my head in my hands as he began to get deeper. My eyes opened wide, fixed on his eyes, "Ahh."He smiled, "You like that? You love my cock?"I loved when he talked dirty. I wasn't much of a dirty talker myself, so all I could muster up for a response was a nod of of my head, and biting my bottom lip.He smiled, he grunted a couple times, tilting his head back as he did. He grabbed my bent knees firmly, keeping me in place as he started to thrust deeper and harder."YES! UGH! FUCK ME.