I felt him press down on my back as he lifted his cock and started to rub it over my juiced-up pussy.Charles leaned down next to my ear and told me he...was now going to breed my little white virgin pussy and turn me into his sex slave. I begged him to fuck me and use my virgin pussy for his pleasure, this made him turn me around and kiss me whilst lifting me into his arms and looking into my face. He laughed and said you really are a nasty little slut.Charles dropped me to the floor and turned. So it was no surprise to find Mel already waiting on my front step when I pulled into my driveway at quarter to six; the big smile I received showed both relief and delight. Probably matched the grin on my face.I spotted that she was again wearing the Kokopelli earrings I’d given her. A very good sign. On closer examination, she looked tired and a little haggard. My guess was that, like me, she hadn’t been eating or sleeping properly. Not such a good sign.She ran to me, throwing herself into my. It came, when she stood up, about 4 inches below her pussy, and, when she sat down, well, it left little to the imagination. If she stood between a light, and other people, you could see her outline right through it. It was her "lucky" dress. She left her panties off. They, if things went as she hoped, would just get in the way.She went into the Living Room, and Gina offered to help her fix the table. They spread an Army wool blanket across it and pulled it tight, using some clamps to hold it. "That made sense. And it would also give Sally time to lay some necessary groundwork."What do you suggest?" I asked."Let me take you up to my other place," she said, quickly accelerating past all the attention and out of town again.Up in the exceptionally beautiful nearby mountains I spent a cozy night at the Wagon Wheel, in a room adapted for me as best it could be.I thought it was great, although Sally apologized several times for the rough adaptations she'd made. I'm sure it was much better.