Some only wanted the sex and then never called back. Some thought that I belonged to them and tried to truly possess me."I squirmed at that statement....I felt possessive of her as well as six others. It may have been wrong to feel that way, but I did. Apparently Renée noticed my nervousness, "It was different with them. They thought of me like a piece of furniture." I don't," I said in self-defense.She nodded. "I know. You're worried about how I feel. They didn't care." She touched my cheek. I'm flattered you want me so badly." She dropped her eyes and whispered, "Yes I do Mr. Carpenter."I said, "Please call me Wes won't you?" She nodded, "Yes sir, if you wish me too."She took the flowers and wine then put the flowers in a vase and asked, "Shall we open the wine now?" I shook my head, "No not yet... let's visit shall we?"She smiled and asked, "Something else then? A cola or iced tea perhaps?" I nodded, "Iced Tea sounds good."She left and in a few minutes returned with a pitcher of. “That’s it – fuck me like that,” she urged.Seb complied fully with her wishes. He grabbed her waist to steady her and try to keep her in once place as his cock shot inside her at an ever increasing pace.The girl was moaning and groaning on top of him as their carnal pleasure played out.The sun set.The trees grew as quiet as silence itself.The wind stopped.The ground grew cool.Her skin dimpled with the breeze.Her moans grew louder and louder.Her orgasm would have rushed into her soul.If she had. 'Mom and Mrs. Kelly let me use them.' I added with a self enjoyed slice of innuendo. 'Actually, they were really good sports. They surprised me a lot.' I knew Laura hated Catherine with a vengeance, and that this would wind her up. 'Really? And what kind of photos did you take?' She asked, as she watched me pick up the camera and turn it off.'Just the usual modeling shots,' I said, 'you know ... posing?!'Just then my mother descended the stairs and appeared in the doorway. Her hair damp from.