” She smiled and left the room.Joanne went up to her bedroom after the film had finished and closed her bedroom door behind her. She lay down on her...double bed and spent the next hour texting Pete and Rebecca. As she lay there, she thought about the two presents she had for her ex-Form Mistress and smiled. She would certainly love them both, especially the chance to have sex with Peter Mitchell. Joanne Wilson remembered how Rebecca had reacted when he had placed his large cock in her mouth and. She looked at me with cum running down her chin and said "Bo that has to be the best fuck of my life, I have never passed out before.. You think that he will be up to it again?" "I'm sure that before we get to Chicago he will do that again several times as long as you let him" "I hope you don't think I'm a slut but I will let him as many times as he wants to."They fucked off and on all the way to Chicago.. We loaded the truck and got a room and something to eat for us and Bigboy.. next morning. As I finish putting it on you say thank you sir as you turn around.I see a tear in your eye, I ask you what is wrong. You tell me that it makes your heart warm that I would want to make you mine. You tell me that your body is mine to do with whatever pleases me. I thank you and tell you that you too shall receive much pleasure being my love slave.I take a leash from next to the door and attach it to your collar. I walk up stair to my large bedroom to where your eyes open wide in amazement. . I shot her a very uncomfortable look, which apparently prompted her rude and snarky comment: “Uh, move! The show is going to start soon and I sure as hell didn’t pay to see you blocking my view of the man-candy, you stupid oaf!” The comment stung like a slap across the face on an icy winter morning. Instinctively, I bobbed down and began pleading with the redhead for the seat. She continued to point out the spare seat in the front row. No matter how much I protested and insisted that I could.