Another subject that occupied my mind was that I have had a life full of exotic sexual experiences: some extreme, some reprehensible, some even scanda...ous, but the truth is that a kid and a dog were two things I was missing in my list. I had been fucking a boy and his dog, his dog, and I still wanted more. I fell asleep thinking about Sally in my arms.Next morning after doing some errands around the house, I decided that I wanted to send them the same message than before. Therefore, I would go. He lifted his head up and saw that it was only 9:18. Too early to get out of bed on a Saturday morning.The girl upon which he was sleeping squirmed a little. There had been so many girls the past few weeks that he could no longer remember their names. She couldn't move much because her ankles were shackled and tied tightly to the upper sides of the headboard with her legs splayed out in a V against the headboard, while her arms were stretched tightly out over her head under the blankets with. “When we get to the hotel I want you to take him upstairs. Understand?” I looked at Mr. Thompson again.“Why?” I whispered? “Don’t you want me?” Why was he doing this?“I do sweetie. But a man my age has learned a few things...” He continued to whisper “Like I can only fuck so many times in a day with a sexy little slut like you...” he slid my panties aside, which I know the driver could see, and slid a thick finger inside my dripping wet “and that watching a perfect slut like you fuck is the. "Hold it right there, young man", she heard her mother say, "Jane can go to the movies with you tomorrow, but I haven't seen her in months, and we have a lot of catching up to do. It's just too bad that your father couldn't cut our trip short like I did. He's going to hate missing Jane." Of course, Jane just stood there, not knowing what to do while her mother drove into the driveway and parked the car. When her mother got out of the car and saw them still standing there she looked perplexed..