. It's not even as serious as all that. I mean, it seems like it, but the difference between them and me was so small... so minute. It was ludicrous t... even bring it up. It didn't happen all the time. Only sometimes... And only with certain guys... Only with certain types of guys. The difference was, I had buttons, and if you knew how to push them, I'd turn into a kitten in a blink of an eye. The white knight fantasy never appealed to me. I had the 'gentleman/tiger' fantasy. A gentleman till. I never spent much time around them so it was a little awkward for me to be in this situation and I couldn't stop wishing we reached the place faster so we could just end the day and I could go to bed and sleep because I was truly tired but I never managed to sleep in a car.When we finally reached the city where we were going to stay, I felt myself waking up a little with the excitement, looking with awe at all the old buildings and cobblestone streets, so completely different from São Paulo,. My hair is pulled back again so they can all watch my face as your cock stretches my pussy. My juices leak down my thighs and drip onto the coffee table as you ram your cock into me, taking ownership of my pussy. My tits bounce and my clit is throbbing; I don't know how much longer I can take the torture of needing to cum. Sensing my impending orgasm, you slow your strokes and begin rubbing your thumb around my asshole. "Do you enjoy disobeying me?" you ask while slipping your thumb inside my. Thorpe, and do a good job, she's had quite a long day!!!" Yes, ma'am," Joanne replied to her boss before turning her attention to Veronica, "follow me please, I have a private changing room set up and ready to go!!!Once inside the lavishly appointed dressing room, Joanne quickly went to work removing Veronica's clothing, stopping only when she was down to her bra and panties!!! "You have a very large chest, ma'am," Joanne commented softly while letting her hands run up and down the older.