I can honestly say I have never had her as lustfully as she took me. We both came together, as one, and felt it all over our glistening bodies. This w...s for sure a night not to forget, but little did I know it would be the last time we ever made love again.The next morning we awoke to a ring at the doorbell. I was a tad bit angry that someone was coming so early, I mean it was what...11 in the morning! The nerve of some people! I got some shorts on and went to answer the door. Waiting there for. It was very small, which mattered not, because it already contained a large pile of food, including several pizza boxes. I smiled happily. It may not have been as impressive an effort as Chloe's home cooked pizza, but there's nothing wrong with delivered pizza (nothing whatsoever!).I was then taken to see what would be the backyard if this had been an ordinary house. It was a small fenced off area that contained a large hot tub."We've booked the bungalow for the night. This is our date: to feed. Time was needed to explain, if necessary, this small, bright object. Most certainly not allow Danny to know its true function; he most certainly would not approve.Her hand reached out and her fingers almost touched the shiny object, but she stopped. She had the opportunity, she had the time, and that old familiar itch began to grow; she had to do it!In the bathroom Vicky took out her make-up and carefully made up her face as if for a night out with the girls. NO, as if going on a date! Her hair. I didn't have to worry about pinching her nipples when I wanted. I didn't have to be concerned if my cock or any other guy's cock hit the back of her pussy. It wasn't important if it hurt if I was so lucky that she had a short cunt and my cock penetrated her cervix. I was going to fuck this girl, and she was going to like it. No, wait, it didn't matter if she liked it or not. It was for my pleasure, not hers. She was my gift, my fuck toy. At least that's what I kept telling myself. It was.