"Look at me, slave," he said.Slowly her head came up and her brown eyes met his. There was an erotic sadness about them as she looked at him, he thoug...t. Something had just broke and there would be no way of repairing it.He picked up the vibe and eased it into her, his cold gray eyes never wavering from hers. He gently pulled the device out only to plunge it back in slowly. Every thrust brought another pang of pleasure. She rocked herself as much as she could to squeeze every bit of bliss out. I decided to take in my computer and get some work done. After I hooked up in a quiet and secluded spot in the student union, a very cute college co-ed took up a seat just a few feet from where I was. I had thought I was pretty secluded. She was refreshingly cool looking, in her black leather jacket, t-shirt and tight jeans. She had long brown hair and stylish bangs, that gave her more of a high school senior look than that of a college-aged student.We didn’t connect, not right off, even though. Eventually, one paid her bar-fine, and they left to bar hop. Blen worked assiduously as a headline girl, catching two blow-jobs through her own endeavours, one being Luke, who complimented her on her developing technique. Girlie had a quiet night. On returning to the lady-house they wondered at Precious’s magnetism and worried over Amor. Blen was pleased that Amor was bar-fined, but disconcerted by her uncharacteristically forward behaviour. Anabel told them that Amor had asked her for some. "Did she ever do this?" I asked, and by "she" I was refering to his wife. "Your mother is a very sexually conservative person. It got boring at times so it wasn't very pleasurable most of time," he said as he now tucked away his limp cock back inside his shorts. "I don't want to be like that," she said. "I want to be open to all sorts of experiences." He smiled at me and stroked my cheek and kissed me passionately, thrusting his tongue deep inside my mouth. "This has to be a secret between.