" Yeah, I see that..." Bitch had a point."Besides, it's not about fucking or getting head, anyway, is it, Master? It's about domination. I bet you can...fuck a guy to prove you own him..." Bitch eyed me sidelong.I thought about it. "Bitch, you're too sneaky for your own good. Yeah, you're probably right..."Bitch smiled. "It's the mission you gave me. I want to succeed."I cocked my head, eyeing her. "So what do you figure your job is, anyway?"Bitch looked me dead in the eye, "It's my job to do. Fuck it, don't. No, not harder. GOD, I'm your bitch. I'm your BITCH. Fuck me like a DOG. Fuck me like dog up my ass!"I sneered at her, spitting on her back, her ass. "Fuck you Loretta. You're just Lisa's sister! A hot girl with a hot fucking asshole. Take it! Beg for it like your sister does!" Please! I'm begging you, fuck me! OWN it!" Uh! You little butt princess, you HOLE, your ass is so fine. You like Daddy's cock? ARGH!" GOD, I LOVE it, it's so big! You have to stop, PLEASE! Fuck! FUCK."I. ”He arose and motioned for me to follow him down into his basement. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Every square inch of the basement was covered in pornography. Stuff I had never seen. Stuff I could never imagine. Stuff that I’m pretty sure was illegal. There was a bed, a wardrobe, and a chest of drawers. He pulled out a drawer and handed me a tin of mints.I looked at him incredulously. He said to me, “Stow it, son, you’re practically an adult now. We’re going to get revenge the Walker way. I had. Mrs. Walsh unintentionally moaned. Straightening up, she looked back to see him standing behind her, his hand still between her legs. With his free hand he tugged her towel down. The cool air caused her nipples to harden more. Dylan slid to his knees, his lips kissing her firm ass. Still rubbing her moist pussy with one hand, he used the other to separate her ass cheeks, his tongue probing her rear. Mrs. Walsh groaned again, loving the sensation. She hadn’t received a ream job since college. He.