” “Wrong answer slut, your body belongs to me now.” I spanked her ass. “This is my ass.” I slapped her breasts through her shirt. “These a...e my tits. Your body is MINE!” “Yes Master, my body is yours. You control me,” she responded. “That is correct, slut and DO NOT forget that.” “May I cum now, Master?” “No, you answered incorrectly. Now you must wait to cum until I say you can.” “Yes Master, I will wait until given permission.” I decided to toy with her to see what her threshold for cumming. .THEIR bedroom....The nerve of that TRANNYSLUT! "OR is it TRANNY SLUT Barbie? Isn't that what the other boys in yourhoneymoon suite are calling you at times? That's what I've heard. I'veheard A LOT of bad stuff about you, actually."Rumour had it that Barbie boy wasn't playing well with the other boys inthe pack, this certain blondie femme already settled down inside theStallion Freddy love nest. Since some of the robust, gay gym rats in theboyfriend's live-in posse resented the kid,. Probably if Lenora had called him he would have quickly backed down. When she didn’t, he got on the Greyhound bus in a fit of pique, and never looked back. Three months later, when he was ready to eat crow and come back, anxious to fix their broken relationship, he phoned a mutual friend and found out she had a new boyfriend, and the word was thatshe was pregnant. That settled the matter, and he then had an excuse for the 33 lost years that followed. ———————- For the next week Mark rode the. Stacey just removed her jeans and panties all in one motion. Then she decided to pick up her panties and hold them on her index finger too.Bernadette looked at me then said to Mom, “What about him?”Mom laughed and said, “You never mentioned him getting nude for the weekend, just us.”Bernadette cursed under her breath. She had not thought that out very well. Mom had one-upped her and she knew it.Bernadette continued to negotiate, “The whole weekend means forty-eight hours. So Sunday at five.