She didn't match the beauty Atlanta possessed, but it didn't matter to her. She had no jealousy toward the young blonde. By now Atlanta had her long h...ir in braids while Valerie let hers flow down her back."Your turn," Valerie pulled out her handgun as she watched the desert. No signs of Dakins but she by now felt safe where she stood."That was good," Atlanta stood, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand."I agree," Valerie replied. "The pills are lifesavers but there's nothing like real. I approve!” And smiling at the smooth swollen shaft, half exposed and hanging expectantly between your legs, I am reminded of the balls I had already drained that evening. I reach into your jeans and gently coax your soft penis into the night air. “You like?” “Oh, it’s so big! So heavy!” I gasp, giggling in mock innocence before switching into full cum-slut mode and coquettishly wetting my lips in readiness to receive. I hook my thumbs over the coarse denim material standing in the way of my. The collar around her next was made of thin leather that was barely an inch think. On the collar was a metal plate that read 'My Slut' on the from and " *ML* " on the back.The slave returned to her Mistress looking outside. Sitting everything down at her owner's feet Anna then kneeled her arms straight and crossed behind her back like her Mistress had trained her. When Lex turned around she had a thoughtful look on her face as she took the collar of her slave's neck and clipped it on her wrist. He came around to my side of the truck- stuck a cigarette in my mouth through the open window, and opened the door. Once I got out, he fired up his Zippo and gave me a light. We stood there, smoking.The nut cases from the Westborough pack of religious crazies were already down the block. The held up their signs saying shit like “God wants Soldiers to die Defending Fags.” My Dad squinted into the rising sunlight, took a drag on his cigarette, and growled. I just stood there, twirling my.