Of course, it wasn't there. While she looked, I flirted. It worked, she made me some lunch, apologized for not being able to find the glove. I gave he... a hug, which led to a small kiss, which led to a big juicy kiss. Before I knew it, she was sitting on the table holding my head pressing my face into her juicy pussy. I fucked the loneliness right out of her. I went back everyday that week to tear that pussy up. She came to her senses when Howard came home from camp and cut it off. I was 15. Consider the fates of my mistress and I:My Mistress:-Tiny and weak compared to her wife and her new boyfriend. My mistressunder four feet tall, her wife five foot seven, her boyfriend six foottwo.-Extremely attracted to masculine bodies. Rippling muscles, thick, hairy,blocky appendages, deep voices, enormous cocks, large dangling balls,commanding tones, and dominant, do-as-I-say dispositions.-Extremely attracted to eating the semen produced by these virile men.-Extremely submissive to any. " His face was serious but his eyes were laughing."Oh you!" missing with a half-hearted swing, he started laughing out loud.At precisely seven the doorbell rang. Mark answered the door, Debbie following behind him.Kiki was standing on the porch obviously dressed for an interview. She had on a long print dress and covered her to the ankles, feet in plain flat sandals, hair brushed till it shined and flowing over her shoulders and down her back.Mark smiled and held the door open for her. "You. I wanted to surprise him.“You already fed me, sir,” Ben hollered as I disappeared into the bathroom.I called down to room service, knowing they were about to close.“Can I get a couple of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and a couple glasses of milk?” I asked when someone answered the phone.“What kinda bread?” the guy answered back, laughing.“Wonder Bread!” I said, laughing. “What else do you make fucking PB&J’s with?!?”The guy laughed back at me, told me that was perfect and that the cart.