I saw the cottages ahead. We stopped to wait for the traffic.He pulled me close to hold me and he boldly kissed me saying, “Vous êtes belle et j'ai...un bon pénis non coupé pour vous. "I smiled enjoying the romance of the French language, “What were you saying to me, when we crossed the street?” He smiled back at me, “I said you were beautiful and that I have a nice uncut cock for you!”We had now arrived at his cabin. Now when I say cabin don't get the idea that the cabin Jack took me too was a. “Wow,” Mr Johnson said, his eyes drinking in the sight of my open hole. “I didn’t think it would fit in. I was so surprised when I felt it under your dress.” He already had his cock out. It was erect again. I decided I would give him a little show. I’d be the anal slut he wanted me to be. I kissed the black plug that had given me such pleasure and licked it all over, tasted myself. I heard a sigh from him. I closed my eyes and let the tip of the huge plug slide between my lips. I even moaned. ’ ‘You know him. I don’t. I just want to know what I did wrong.’ ‘So?’ ‘Well, he was there with two other people. I started to play but he stopped me after a few bars and began correcting me!’ She looked half humiliated and half angry. She shook her head. ‘I had to play the same passage over and over and he kept pointing out things. One of the others, the woman, asked me why I held the bow like I do, and suggested I change it. Edward, I hold it the way you’re supposed to! It’s not something. He told me to wait. I said ok. He got up, went to his room and took his camera out. I thought that he would fuck me again and record me getting fucked by him. He smiled and told me not to worry. He showed me the camera and told me that he has deleted everything he recorded. I could not believe my ears. I thought as if I was seeing a dream. He said the same thing again. I asked him the reason behind it. He held my hand and brought his face close to my face. I could feel his warm breath. I moved.