"Lyndia," he said. "Here's the deal. Bob has given you to us for awhile. You're to do anything we want. You understand that don't you?" Yes," I said. ...What do you want me to do?" I was very excited and I know I was breathing hard as I asked."For right now, we just want you to walk around and get to know everybody. Be friendly. Have a drink. How about one of your 'lemonades?'" he asked. Eric knows how I like Vodka Collins, I call them my "lemonades." But remember, you can't cum until Bob tells. It was like what it would feel to lose a spouse..."I let her make of that whatever she wished.What she wished was to talk about herself. "I never had a lot of luck with men, and the one man I loved more than my own life, was much too young for me, and ended up getting murdered by terrorists, too. I guess you and I have that in common."She was quiet for a little while, then continued. "You might remember the young man who tackled the shooter who killed President Gray? We were ... close. We were. ” She pulled my head to hers and slipped her tongue deep into my mouth, and after many minutes she pulled away coyly. “Very good. You passed your first vocabulary quiz with flying colors.”Two hours later she swallowed, raised her head as she licked the corner of her mouth, and said, “Naturally, there are many more phrases for that than your next one, because men are greedy, stupid, and callous and fucking squeamish babies. Present company perhaps excepted.” She stood, slipped off her dress and. “Wanton little Slut! I told her to keep her door shut! Imagine she invited you in?” she sniffed in annoyance. “Yes she did, but I turned her down as I know how you feel about us.” I replied. “It,s about time she learned how to keep a relationship going. She,s just lonely and wants Cock and doesn,t care who’s, it is!” I agreed. “Enough about her. If she hears us fucking Rhein that,s tough! If I want to scream when I come then I,ll scream!” Sarah stated and by now my prick was up and ready again..