That’s it. Treat me like that. Treat me like the hot and horny slut I am.”The banging against the wall suddenly stopped and the woman’s moaning ...rew softer and less clear, so I knew they had moved away from where they had been. For a while, I stood at the wall listening to the woman’s continued moaning and the man’s harsh groaning as they fucked. Then the woman cried out in orgasm, her voice loud and clear as if she didn’t care who heard her.“Oh shit! I’m cumming, baby! Keep fucking me! Don’t. Her orgasm is building up. The phone stopped ringing, and the only sound in the room now, is her muffled voice, screaming, with the panties still in her mouth: "yes, yes, yes." She looks, sounds, tastes, and smells, like a fuck-toy - her new master’s fuck toy. Nine months prior... "Will you miss me?" Kate asked Max. Kate had recently received the letter of acceptance for the college program she had been hoping to get in to, 'Infographic Design.' It's a very intensive two-year program, and the. Steetch started taking Sports, mainly just for a joke, but it turned out he was really really good, at all the sports he went out for, even without using his personal anti-gravity. But, of course he did. He went from being the total klutz to the star of the football, basketball, hockey, rowing, LaCrosse, wrestling, track and field, and swimming teams. Of course the jocks he displaced didn't appreciate this, and tried to demonstrate their disapproval behind the cafeteria after school, so Steetch. As far as I was aware, Aunt Anne had not been in a serious relationship for three or four years, and her possession of a double bed intrigued me. In view of her interest in swinging I wondered whether this bed had played host to sex partners rather than lovers. The thought revolted me yet thrilled me at one and the same time.That nightdress! How strange it seemed that a garment that was not even particularly provocative was the root of all my shame. Maybe the circumstances when I had first seen.