Mr. Tanaka was an expert. Marcel told me that there were rumors that he might even actually own one of the rare french cows.So not only would I be to...ally nude and on display in front of this man, the menu whose key ingredient was me would have to impress him. No pressure there, huh. Marcel asked me if I wanted a dress rehearsal. I declined saying I had already tried out all the apparatuses that I would be using and everything worked great. The chef and I had worked out some positioning. I’m a little embarrassed. I’m reading a romance novel. They aren’t my usual choice of reading material. But I enjoy reading them now and then. They’re the perfect thing for a long trip on a bus. I don’t have to concentrate all that hard. They’re pure escapism.Cory isn’t just cute. He’s very personable, especially for such a young man. He’s funny, too. Before I realized it we were having a great time. I had to admit, his pleasant company really made the time fly by. We told each other our life. My ass colder than my pussy is gripping you tightly as it grows accustomed to you. When you’re up to your balls in it, the begging starts again.You spread my ass cheeks and watch me cling to you as you pull out and plunge back in. It’s a priceless sight and you capture the image in your head for later.You love the way I just take whatever you give to me and I’m always grateful for it.“Now fill my ass with your cum, I really want it!” I tell you as my fingers go to work on my clit furiously. I’m. Fear competed with rage and lost. “Those sons of bitches!”“What?”“Oh shit,” Jim thought. A mind probe erased the incident from Susan’s mind.“Refill?”“No, thanks. I think I’ll go to bed. I’m kind of tired.”“Do you feel all right?”“It was a long drive.”“It’s only 80 miles to her mother’s house,” Jim thought. “Long drive? She’s made it hundreds of times.”“OK, dear. You go on to bed. Wear something sexy – I missed you this weekend.”“Oh, Jim, I’m tired. Can’t we do it tomorrow night?”Now Jim was.