"I'm Rebekah." She introduced herself in a whisper. "I saw Momma bring you inside. I'm glad she did, it's a terrible night out there." Yes it is, Rebe...ah. I'm Sam, and I'm glad to make your acquaintance." We were facing one another, huddled under the covers, and she giggled softly. I was a little shocked when she snuggled close and gave me a kiss.She was a farm girl, built a little more for plowing than for the race course. Her waist was thick, but she wasn't fat. My hand rested there as she. It was also obvious that this binding of me was something that he wanted as well. I could tell this from his erection. His penis was a much bigger version of mine and it was a very nice sight, dangling in front of my face-I’m sure he wanted to see what I would do with it-well I didn’t let him down as I opened my mouth and let it slide into my throat. With that one move I opened myself to a whole other realisation, the feel of a cock sliding in and out of my mouth has become something that. And then, we had her in to discuss and review possible candidates for a long-term partner. We did suggest that at first, as she got back into this lifestyle perhaps she tried being with different people, both men and women to try to find someone who really clicked.Meanwhile, as I mentioned, our national database had so expanded classifying individuals' likes, desires, kinks, and fetishes so we could try to cross-link potential ‘mates’ geographically. As we did, we did discuss with Subject H. Karlie removed her fingers from Taylor's mouth and cupped her jaw gently, forcing her to look away from the stainless steel of the cuffs glowing orange-red with the reflections of candle-light and into Karlie's firm, unshakably confident eyes.“Do you trust me?”, the model asked seriously.Taylor swallowed and then nodded very slowly, as much as Karlie's steely grip allowed.“You want this. You need this.”, Karlie whispered, “You always are so in control. You are always the boss. Not tonight.