.." I know, I heard," she laughed lightly. "And if you have ... performance anxiety until you get used to it I'll gladly get up on my hands and knees ...nd let him fuck me like the bitch I am until I pass out again." You ... actually passed out?" Melody asked in amazement."I did indeed," she nodded. "Of course that was when he started playing with my butthole and told me he was going to take me there because a slave is required to give her master everything..." Slave?" Melody gasped and stared at. A quick minute or two is all that I am asking. I’ll even add a little money on top of it. I mean don’t make me beg,” Paul stated. “Just a quick minute right. I cannot believe I am doing this,” she responded standing up shaking her head okay. “Why don’t you just go lay on the table and I’ll put the condom on,” Paul spoke. I watched as she walked over to the table and lay on her back pulling her blue skirt up as she lay back. Paul quickly followed then I saw a pair of black green lace panties. I started running out of breathe and Gavin then told me to get off and lay on my back. I did as he said and he entered his cock into me again in missionary position. He fucked hard and rough once again hitting my back pussy walls with his cock and it wasn't long till I was screaming from the pleasure of another orgasm. After I finished orgasmning Gavin continued to fuck me hard and rough until I told him to pull out of me and sit on the edge of the bed. Once he moved and was sitting I climbed. All I had done since last night was plan what he and I could do today while we were alone. Now here was Mom, the person who gave birth to me and would die before letting harm come to me, asking me what my plans were for the day!"No definite plans. I may try to rearrange my room some. I've been thinking about doing that for a while now." Well don't make a big mess of things," she said. Then she added, "Some things are hard to put back the way they were, if things don't work out as planned."Mom.