A few moments later, Betty sauntered through our backyard gate, barefoot, sporting blue cut-off jean shorts and a bikini top. She carried a towel in o...e hand, a beer in the other. “Hey,” Betty called out as she approached. “Grab a chair,” Danny said, pulling her ear buds from her ears. Betty spread out her towel on one of the patio chase lounges and I watched as she wiggled out of her shorts and readjusted her bikini bottoms. She settled, taking a swig from her beer. Almost simultaneously, my. The plan was for me to knock and without speaking, take her. Hopefully she was informed of this because I was unsure if in my sexual state of longing I would stop if she said no. Upon reaching the hotel the doorman opened the door and I walked confidently to the elevator. My shorts were tented and the dilatation of my eyes might have said otherwise, but on the surface I wanted to appear calm and collected. Soon I would be eating a woman I have never said Hello to… Ding Ding, cold slap of. I knew that there was a limit to the times that we could repeat this, but was sure that if my Master was saying this he clearly had more in mind. I gave him a questioning look and he gave me a challenging look. ‘I want to watch you being my slut, I want you to fuck Megan with your mouth, will you do that for me?’ With no hesitation, I leaned over, kissed him and then pulled Megan towards me, gently laying her on her back and parting her creamy thighs, positioning myself on my knees in. I asked Ron would he be okay and he nodded.“Thanks for coming over, old mate. You’ve helped me by allowing me to talk about it all. I’ve never been able to talk about it with anyone before. Even with Ronnie, it is about her telling me what happened. It’s never been about allowing me to discuss it. I know that I’ve told you some things about Sue that have shocked you, Goyse, but whatever you do don’t go home attacking her. It’s just sex. She loves you, mate, and that’s worth more than all the.