When I entered her parents’ bedroomMrs. Wynn was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed. She told Me to shut the door and have a seat beside her. ...s I walked slowlyTowards the bed she looked directly at my limp horse cock.Once I sat down on the bed Mrs. Wynn began to play with my limpDick. She stated that when I first heard about Kay courting a blackGuy I got mad. Then when I learned you all got married at a court houseWithout telling anyone I was pissed to high hell. Then when I Heard you. He bent his head down and licked and sucked each nipple soothing them. He then unbuttoned the first button on the coat. He touched the tag and gave it a tug. "Whose slut are you?" he asked. "Your slut." she said looking him deep in his eyes the color of the sea after a storm with a smile on her lips. He unbuttoned the next button on the coat. This time he pulled the leash hard. Holding the leash tight he asked again "Whose slut are you?" "Your SLUT!" she breathed out. He unbuttoned the last. Now come on let’s go. Aren’t you the one that was having a fit to get out of here?” She said laughingly as I zipped my pants back up and she pulled me out of the stall. “Oh fuck you.” I told her with a laugh. “I know you want to, but can’t you at least take me back to your house. I don’t want you to fuck me here.” She replied with a smirk. “Your going to get yours, trust me on that. Payback is bitch.” I replied. “Oh I don’t doubt it.” She said as we walked out the door. . She had always been a serious child when she was younger, and having to grow up fast to help raise a child hadn’t helped that. She had an old soul, as her grandmother liked to say, and she tended to take all the world’s problems on her shoulders. That’s why when Mark had dropped into her life it had felt so good to just let him do everything. She didn’t have to think for herself when she was with him and for a while, that hadn’t been a problem. But the more that her needs were denied, the less.