She was loving the huge change in Don’s confidence and authority. She loved the idea of being his cum slut. While everyone was giving Cindy time to ...lean up and rejoin them, Sam asked Amy, “Well, slut? How are you going to top that?” Amy was not much of a pain slut. A cum slut, yes. A plain slut, yes. But could not bring herself to top Cindy’s performance. She didn’t know what scarred her more, Cindy’s obvious pain, or the look in Don’s eyes as he beat her tits and wiped sweat from his face.. The car journey is only a short one of about twenty minutes and they arrive at a bar, they both get out and walk inside were they meet friends for a quiet drink. Lynn is seated with the other woman whilst Rick stands adjacent to them talking to his mates, He can’t understand why his friend keeps glancing over his shoulder as he is talking, without making it obvious he turns and asks Lynn if she would like another drink, Then he realizes what his friend had been looking at. The split of her. As she snaked along one of his legs, an adventurous nose poked into his butt.“Wow…that feels wonderful. There…right there.”Michelle smiled at hearing her Massa give directions. Her tongue licked along the ring of his butthole, teasing him, before slipping inside. It was slow, methodical, but most importantly loving. Two firm hands spread his cheeks apart to allow her as much room as possible. There was not any spit or lewd, nasty dirty talking. Just quiet licking and the pleasurable moans of. By the time we parked behind my apartment he had a bulging raging erection that was threatening to bust out of those slacks. His whore had a wet spot in ‘her’ new panties and a major ‘itch’ somewhere else that needed scratched good and hard! We got as far as the couch…the first time.I pushed him down on it…just like a bitch in heat…straddled him and sat down. When I grabbed his hair his hands went straight up my skirt and right to work. I knew very well that everything he found there was going.