“Of course you’re naked; you are a slut; sluts should be naked.” That seemed completely reasonable to me. “Well fuck!” she complained. “I�...�ll have to get dressed before he arrives, when will he be here?” His timing was perfect – we heard his knock on the door before I could answer her. “Fuck!” cried Becca. She moved to go around me to the bedroom where she could get dressed. “Unh uh, baby. You are fine just the way you are. Just be a good little slut and remember who is in charge here, okay?”. I watch, curiosity bright in my eyes even though I'm standing here, tied up and naked in front of a man I'd never met until today. Morbid curiosity keeps me interested, keeps me from struggling...yet. You look over to my garden tools, my eyes following yours to the small pile. I wonder what you have in store for me.I watch as you walk over to the tools, squatting down, you exam each item, in turn. Your back is to me, so I can't see which tools you are examining, but I can tell by your movements. ” I squeezed Kerry’s tits firmly. “You have some wonderful tits.”She looked up at me again and smiled. “You really mean that don’t you?”“Yes Baby. I certainly do. If all goes well at the hearing tomorrow, I’ll put my mark on both of them and maybe other places too. I want to show you off as my girlfriend to everyone we know. I especially want your family to know we are together as a couple, and I better never hear them speak poorly of my girlfriend.” I squeezed her tits again.She smiled up at. “Oh my God,’ you gasp, ‘You made me cum, baby, without even touching my pussy!’I give you a few moments to recover and then take you to the bed. Lying down, we caress each other for a few minutes; I then get my cock to your pussy – rub the outside of your pussy for some time – without entering you, you then ask me to push it – I’m like, help yourself… you then take it in your hands and guide me into your pussy yourself. After I’m fully in you – I then.