I decide to leave my parents and my friends behind a week later. Who to trust anymore right? I made the mistake of telling them that I got a fortune. ... left 50 grand at my parents and took off. As I don't have a car yet, I take a cab across the country. The navigation shows half a mile still to go as the cab reaches an iron gate. I expected to see that my new home is secluded but I didn't expect it to be that big. I get out of the cab and walk towards the gate to open it. I look back at the. Picking her up, I turn her over. She is so light. I pull her hips up to me, positioning her on her knees, with her face down on the pillow. She looks back at me waiting. I line my cock up, and push back into her. Fuck me. Make me cum again! She moans. With my hands holding her by her small hips, I am watching my shaft going in, and out of her pussy. Reaching down with my finger, I pull some of her juices up to her little brown rosebud. With that as lubrication, I work my thumb into her ass.. While reaching for that cabinet door over my head, Erica said to me, "Mistress Diane needs to take a shit. Do you have any objections, Jenny?" No, Mistress Erica," I answered. "I like to try new flavors."Did you really say that? Julie asked.Yeah! It just came out! I can't believe I really said that!Erica started her shower and Diane stepped into my alcove and closed the curtain. She was completely naked after she hung her robe. She cautiously sat on me, dripping chlorinated pool water onto my. His breaths were deeper and his pulse was rising; so was his penis. This was a dream of his, in more ways than he could say. Then he remembered. "But, aren't you, ... I mean can we, if... ?" His excitement went down and he looked into her eyes, took a deep breath, and spoke directly to her, with love in his eyes and doubt in his heart. "If you are dead, can we still make love? I really want to, but it won't be the same, will it? I want to make love to you, not some dream of mine."Now Janelle.