Looking at the reference photo, I was reminded that the guy’s monster cock was about half-way into the young woman’s vagina. Tightening my hip mus...les, I drove them forward, attempting to reach that half-way mark. The ridge around my cock dipped out of sight and I thought I was home free. But then I hit resistance. I pushed against the resistance. Judy winced and put one hand against my hip bone. There was a barrier. An unknown barrier. I backed out and pushed forward a second time. This time. I fluttered my eyes and said yes. I put my hotel and room number in his phone as he instructed. He pulled me close, slipping his strong finger against my plump asshole and pushing it inside of me dry, under my pants. He pulled it out and gave it a suck like a lollipop, then disappeared.The next morning i woke up and realized I had to prepare. I called my office and told them I was sick -- food poisoning. Then I made a checklist. First, I went to the local d**g store and got some quality. Let me play with your balls, let me kiss your balls, your ass, pleaseee, master, please let me touch you cock. I am dying to feel your cock and suck it,”I pushed her hands away when she tried to catch hold of my cock. She was going to get it the hard way. She wanted to be treated as a slut and she was going to be treated like one. I slapped her cheeks and looke at her ” Dont touch my cock until you are told to, bitch.” She fell on her back on the bed and I clamped wrists clamps on her hands and. It looked like her wretched mother cut it in three minutes flat.“Well we could just ask. I thought girls are always changing their hair?” I sat next to her, arms and thighs touching.“Other girls are.”“It wouldn’t cost anything.”Faye didn’t speak. I put an arm round her, and she leaned into me at least.“She was one of my pupils,” I carried on, “seven years ago. Now she’s a hairdresser and she’d love to help us.” Bridget is a beautician too, but I was taking one step at a time.“You mean, you ....