Pain was the negative reinforcement I used on her and the positive that she tried so desperately to earn was my approval. It was hard to believe that ...atasha had once been a rich socialite before I got my hands on her. Now she was moaning like the biggest slut in the world as she wrapped her lips around my cock and sucked. She had grown to love the flavours like sweat and proceeded to lick my balls like they were the most delicious thing she had ever tasted. Her moans of submission woke me and. Two county maintenance trucks pulled up and started unloading their tools.“Which classrooms are empty right now? Someone brought you presents,” the woman said. “Not sure how they expect the four of us to get all this done today, but the boss said we would have a lot of skilled labor arriving shortly.”I didn’t say a thing as I saw the buses driving by. They were from my foster care complex with kids learning electrical, plumbing, and general contracting skills.The father of the girl I held. .was....incredible." I panted. He nodded as he panted too. We were both all sweaty, and juicy. "I'm Shawn by the way." Beth." "Nice to meet you Beth." You too." I smiled. He was cute. He had sandy hair, he was tall, and muscular. "So how old are you?" He asked."17...You?" 26." He was completely at ease after he had just fucked a 17-year-old girl. We both stood up, and started getting dressed. "So uh, you live around here?" He asked. "Not really. I live about another 2 hours away." He looked a. I went back to my regiment, feeling a little disheartened and wondering how my mother knew these things. It was now Friday and my mother still wasn’t home. Her trips have lasted up to two weeks, but she said four days, and her word is her bond. She wouldn’t have said it unless she was certain. I’ve been trying to remain focused on my regimen and any extra time I had, I dedicated to meditation. I was hoping to release the worry from my body. Come Sunday, I couldn’t take it anymore and I sought.