" Pleeease" Oh, quit whining. I'll send you something later today." The woman then walked from the restaurant.James briefly considered following her... but figured she probably had that aspect covered as well. Dejected he drove home, sat on the couch and waited. He got so distraught waiting that he was unable to eat or even play with himself all evening. It got very late and James figured the woman had forgotten him (or purposefully refused to send anything) and he'd have to resign himself. "Phone numbers, addresses. I don't know for sure. Darrell was careful not to let me see what all was there." Where are you from, Betty?" I asked."Greenville, South Carolina," She answered. "Darrell was going to marry me, he said he was!" Yeah, I guess he was," I said slowly. "Go home to Greenville, South Carolina, Betty Harrison. There ain't nothing here for you now."I watched Betty walk down the sidewalk and when she had turned the corner I made a quick inspection of Hammer's apartment. It was. Slowly, savoring every moment I pulled the tiny piece of cloth over her hips. At first, it seemed as if her pussy didn’t want to let go of the cover. I slowly pulled it from between her folds. Her pussy glistened wet with juices, opening her petals to my gaze. My cock grew a few more inches. I loved looking at pussies, different but all beautiful, no two pussies the same. The goddess knew what she was doing when she designed the female genitalia.Next to us, I saw how Andy yanked Marianne’s. A naked male slave. "On your knees." Claire told him.Once again he obeyed.His Mistress retrieved a dog collar and put it on him. "That's a good boy." Claire said as she petted his head with the hand that held the leash. Jan looked up at her with puppy dog eyes. "Lets go for a little walk." Claire said with a smile. Jan nodded. "Yeah, you like that don't you, my lovely slave." Claire said as she rubbed his chin. Dressed in a black jacket with black gloves and very short jeans with a pair of.