How aboutthat? Does that sound nice?"Valarie answers, her voice quavering, "I think maybe you should justleave, you shouldn't be here if Mistress is n...t!"The man speaks as he stands up straight, unzips his fly, and pulls outhis already hardening cock and points it directly at her salad."No not yet, not until I make sure you get some proper and delicious,nutritious food!" Please don't do this!" she begs. "Mistress Kimberly has never mademe..." Mistress Kimberly, ha!" the man interrupts. "You took her to our clearing?" I asked coldly, ice running through my voice.Ben could already tell I was angry. He practically whimpered, "Uh, yeah." To OUR clearing?" I growled. "You fucked her in OUR special clearing? Alone?" Whoa! Whoa!" Ben stammered. I could even picture him waving his hands defensively. "Wait a minute; DJ said quite explicitly that she asked your permission. And now that I think about it, she said you specifically gave her the green light to keep me company this summer. In fact, when I let go of her hands to grab the back of her head, she started rubbing her pussy."No no... that's for me to play with..."I grabbed her by the hair and made her crawl to my living room and onto the couch. I sat down next to her. "Well, it's not going to suck itself."She was amazing. I don't know what they're teaching these k**s in college these days, but it's not something my soon-to-be ex-girlfriend was ever taught. With one hand on the back of her head, guiding her rhythm, I. She’d initiated in the past, but never so directly or immediately. Seeing her like this sent a charge through me. I grabbed her in my hands and kissed her hard the taste on her lips tickling at the back of my mind something familiar, pulling her the short distance to the small bed. The mood set, this wasn’t the time for slow sensual teasing. I pulled off her tight short black one piece, and found her black satin panties already soaked through. Kissing down her body, I groped her roughly, not.