"No, you were perfect, I just followed you," I told her as I sat down andslipped the bills from my panties, from my count, there was at least 5 to6 hu...dred in my hands, not bad for a few minutes work. The club mademoney on drinks and other charges, I knew that much from Sam's memories,it also put on events that we went to and performed at, she had a goodthing going and she knew it.I performed several more times during the night, in different lingerieand to a different theme. Each time I. I think I hear someone at the back door. Your back door. And a sweet back door it is. I’ll meet you there in just a minute!”Dustin exited the car and walked to the side where Kaitlin stood struggling, head through the window. He stroked his cock to full hardness as he watched her wriggle, squirm, yell and curse. Kaitlin’s big tits shook and wobbled inside the tight V-neck of her low-cut dress as she frantically pushed and pulled at the window, banging her fists on the unyielding glass. The. After that, they both liked to move straight into the preferred “doggy” style form of love making that let her tits swing freely with the weight of gravity and lack of restraint on the bed. He loved the sound of his balls bouncing on her ass cheeks and feminine folds like they were a pair of young lovers just getting the hang of poking in earnest and didn’t have a care in the world.He was initially put off by the fact that she liked the servants to watch her anal antics and the giggling maids. ” The thoughts in my head and the feelings in my heart are colliding. More sternly and much louder you say “Michelle! What’s wrong?” You’ve rolled off the bed and are standing at the edge. Your hands are out in front of you with your palms up as if to ask a question. I can’t respond. I’m frozen. It’s just pure and raw emotion inside me. Opening my mouth will only set off the stream of tears that I’m trying to fight back. “DAMN IT MICHELLE, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG!” The dam bursts. Yelling.