. girls and she thought it would be fun. Since I like fun, I decided to play, too.”“We’re glad you did,” Sandy responded. “Our girls come up...with some ideas that make our lives more interesting and more fun. Even though Charlie, Sandy, and I are old ... er, we still like to have fun. It’s been enjoyable to see what everyone comes up with. You seem to have hit the mark dead on: casual but daring.”Celeste then asked, “Is Meka not joining us today?”“No, she needed to visit her dad. Since that. Paul and Susan made good time until it was time to cross the Mississippi. In just a month, the river had wrecked bridges and there weren't many in the first place. They hunted around avoiding Memphis with its columns of smoke for a path across. Finally, they went over the I-155 bridge well north of Memphis. When Paul talked to me after crossing, he joked that he was afraid it might have to abandon the SUV and use a boat. They were glad to get across but were miles out of their way.They stayed. "Fucking pitiful," she snarls, bringing the whip back for another lash. The slave's back is a mass of torn skin and hot blood, and the sight of his pain and misery only serves to heighten her blood-lust. A little more, and she will cum. She will never permit the slave to touch her, of course, but exercising her power over his worthless flesh is enough to make dark rivers of fire ooze through her body.Another lash of the whip; a gratifying droplet of blood bursts through his abused skin; a hiss. I'm not gonna fuck my sexy little cowgirl again right now. In fact, before I fuck your sweet little pussy again, you are gonna offer me your virginity." Too late stud! That was gone before you became a baritone. I haven't been a virgin in a long time," Anna said."That may be true for that sexy little pussy of yours..."My unspoken words took shape in her mind as she finished my sentence for herself. Her eyes grew wide as she realized what virgin part of her anatomy I was referring to.With her.