I told her ?dirty sluts don’t deserve my cock? and whipped her back and ass again. I put a collar on her neck and yanked her up by it I saw her tear... come but she never said the word, so I continued. I gave her a light kiss on the lips then took the chain off her legs and hands and attached a chain spreader bar to her hands and feet to look at her pussy. I took out a big vibrator and put it on her wet waiting pussy. The fresh sopping cunt sent shivers through her body, and made her almost. The ovum had been fertilized immediately in the pickling process, but without achieving cellular mitosis. I wasn't any sort of biologist, of course, but I'd made a point of learning such trivia over the years. I never knew enough to be dangerous, but merely entertaining in the company of inquisitive young women, which may be the same thing in the opinion of some.Trista was such a woman, to be sure. She possessed the body of a full grown woman, mature and beautiful, and blessed with the mind of. We got introduced to each other. Then I lit a cigarette and took a puff. She took it from my hand and started to share the cigarette. Then she asked me whether it would be ok for me to dance with her.I said ok and went to the dance floor. I hardly knew how to dance so was just doing small movements with her. Suddenly she turned her ass towards me and pressed it towards my body and started running her ass from my stomach till my knees and upwards. I knew she wanted to seduce me. So let her go by. Just recently he had an extended break and went home. I didn’t know how I was going to go that long without being with him… more so being able to call and talk to him whenever I wanted. So, when confronted with the opportunity to go to New York for a meeting I readily accepted and worked it so it would include the weekend. There’s song that says something like this… ‘I wanted you so bad I begged you to get on an airplane and come see me.’ Of course, I can’t remember the exact words or who sings.