The images from the shelter in the park snap into clear focus as the scene replays behind her closed eyelids. Her fingertips move languidly across her...stomach beneath the water as she remembers his touch. Those fingers creep slowly downward to glide over her smooth and tingling skin as she remembers his strong arms lifting her onto the table. The warm water is not the only thing that heats her body as she remembers his fingers sliding up the back of her thighs, and slipping her underwear down. After a few minutes her hand found its way between her legs. Rubbing her pussy through her panties I could see awet spot growing on the front of her soft pink panties. She had a nice pair of pussy lips that strained against the material of her panties. Beginning to feel my orgasm approaching my grunts and groans became louder. By this time she had pulled her nightie up and was playing with her tits.Screaming out, "I'm gonna come!" She rushes over to the bed, grabs me by my cock, throws her lips. As I am the Manger of Sales this is obviously a directed barb at me. I very drunkenly declare, “Maybe if our large assed AR woman would stop snacking on candy and stop flashing her twat to the salesmen we would all be better off”Eve turned on me instantly and whispered “Enough! I have had it with your loud month, it’s so crude sometimes. I love you but wish you would just stop with the barbs all the time.” Her half-smile came back, it kind of looked sexy with her glassy drunken eyes. “I have. ‘Pick up the god damn bag and hustle your sweet ass with me back to the Fur Locker. Don’t say a solitary word or you will be one very sorry little whore. Do you understand me Miss Allison?’ This was one more test of what was to become many for each of my future ‘acquisitions’. If my plans were going to work at all, it had to be with the understanding that I must be in complete control. I must have their allegiance at all times and under all circumstances or eventually some stupid little ‘twat’.
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