Fawn and I drank Cokes in Central Park. I figured I’d easily burn off the extra calories, and I was right!”“Yes, but the high-fructose corn syru... is not good for your liver.”“Yes, Doctor Jessica,” I sighed.She laughed, “We can make a deal. No sex with anyone but Kara and me, and you can eat anything you like! Do you want your Cokes THAT badly?”“All kidding aside, at this point, they just don’t taste the same. In fact, anything with a lot of sugar in it is pretty overpowering. Even birthday cake. That wasn’t even counting the psychological aspect of the act. She had dreamed of finding a master she could do this to, a man she could give her body to. Regardless, there was a sense of revulsion to this act, knowing that a man’s cock was dirtying her mouth, yet it was that revulsion that turned her on so much. Her foster parents had taught her that such an act was wrong, that it was sinful, that it was disgusting. The fact that her body was being used for such a gross act made her so hot and. Roll over here and gimme another good fuckin'." She laid back and moved a larger pillow under her ass, and spread her legs."Come on, Honey. You fuck so good. Tomorrow yer goin' home, and ain't no tellin how long it'll be before I can get some more of that sweet monster between yer legs. Gimme somethin' to remember ya by."Milt had to smile at the sight of her laying, spread out like a road map, beside him. He WAS curious at what she had told him earlier. Would sucking her nipples make her even. The crowd of spectators clapped. One man approached me as the flatbed pulled out with the crane right behind it. "Are you the boss of this job?" Yes I am." I waited to see what this person had on his mind."What concern do you work for?" I don't work for a concern. I rented the apartment above the garage there. Mrs. Winslip hired me to clean up her brushed-over lot. She gave me free reign to do what is needed." Well you are doing a wonderful job. What else are you doing? This lot has been an.