. find each other again.”She looked at Morgan, he just kept eating his sandwich, but without any gusto or bravado like before. “I want to be domin...ted by him. You know, just… made into his bitch and he would control me as I surrender fully to him.”A tear leaked out of his eye. “And he has tried, and you’ve done great, Morg. You really have.”But I could see it now. He wasn’t dominant at all. He was frontin’, but he couldn’t pull it off for long. This whole thing from the moment he met me had all. How are you supposed to sell it if you cant talk about the quality of your product. He wagged his tongue like pussy-licking when he said quality, and they both cracked up. Tom, a little relieved, said, So youd pimp the girl out, though? Steve grabbed Toms shoulder at arms length for emphasis. Dude. Do you have a chick asking to be pimped out? Yes. Is she hot? Yes. Then I will be the first fucking customer in line. Of course you should do it. Right. Ok. Audition, then? Yeah, we audition her.. Her little back hole was made to have a cock in it. She’d never complained of initial pain, didn’t need lubrication past a little saliva and quickly could adapt to the invasion. She gotten involved in some radical woman’s group and had decided that anal sex was all about male domination. That had been several years before. As if reading his mind, she thrust her average ass forward exposing her crinkled little entrance and began to lewdly work the tip of a finger inside the tight passage. She. She did not wait for my answer, she removed her saree and unhooked her blouse and held me close to her. I told no by reflex action. But she told why I don’t want to see it? She told it is ok and only we both will know this. I got aroused and up till now I was craving to see a lady naked. She kept my hand on her breast and told me to feel it if I want. She unhooked her bra also and stood with a naughty smile. Then suddenly she started unbuttoning my shirt and she removed it and then she felt at.