So, before either of you come in, you will make sure that this little slut licks up every bit of it. I mean every single little drop, Amy. Am I unders...ood?”“Yes Sir!”“Good.”We drove in silence for almost a full minute before Amy did exactly what I knew she would.“Sir, who is Bubble Butt?”“I guess you could call her the cute girl that Beth pretty much put out as a sacrificial lamb for her Master last night.”“Excuse me, Sir?”“First of all, what am I?”“You are my Master, Sir.”“What are you?”“I am. “There is no way just one crime could have been responsible for the moves you made in bed with me.”“There certainly is Sioban if that crime were complete enough to have put me through my paces repeatedly during an eight-hour day. Please don’t interrupt me until I get this out okay?”“Take your time you naughty boy,” she said. “I told you that you are special.”“Here goes.” I took a couple of deep breaths. “On the flight over here from Boston, a British Airways stewardess sat down beside me.”“You. Looking up at me, she asked: "do you want to come in my mouth, or do you want to fuck me again." Actually, I want you to fuck me; I want to watch you slide your sexy body up and down my pole," I answered.AnnaSophia pulled me down to the blanket and straddled me. With a sexy look in her eye, she grabbed the base of my shaft and rubbed my dick head against her pussy. Slowly, she eased down on me, rocking her hips back and forth until I was all the way inside her. She arched her back, pushing out. " I know, Hans. Damn you're antsy." My being "antsy" as you put it, is why we have fulfilled no less than seven contracts without any problems." He looked around, noting the traffic and a couple of lone pedestrians. "The darkness is sufficient. Go ahead. I will come through the service entrance so I will not be seen, and meet you just outside her door." Gotcha," answered the American who tightened his grip on the bouquet of flowers he had purchased on the way back from the coffee shop and.