“Do I own you?” Angel said.“Yes!” Stan almost yelled. “Yes! Just let me cum!”With the word cum, it felt to Stan almost as if his balls had...exploded. He couldn’t remember ever having cum so violently and ejaculating so hard for so long.“That’s a good boy,” Angel said as she continued to sit on Stan’s prick while it deflated for a third time.After a while, she pulled herself off Stan’s now totally flaccid prick and snuggled up next to him.“It look’s like some of my red fake tan has rubbed off on. My first experience was when my master was 19. My master was invited to some sort of a freaky dance party where everyone drinks and freaks out to music. Anyway to cut the long story short, my master met this girl at the party and after he downed a few bevvies, he invited her to his abode. Now the lights were on and my master sat on a chair, as he always does and proceeds to pull down his pants, supposedly to show me off. And there she was. Standing in front on me, once the girl's tea bag. 2) Obviously, yes. Or, I think obviously. She's not the type, I think, to be booking her bedtime plan for the evening. Or lunch.3) It's long enough. Don't be a wuss.4) Don't go there. It doesn't matter.5) Don't go there. It doesn't matter.6) At least as recently as she got dressed this morning, but possibly earlier. Likely earlier.7) That is, indeed, the question. Proceed.So, I gathered her in my arms, pulling her close, and began with a romantic kiss. I peeked. Her eyes were closed. And now,. " Even though it may be a way ofgetting her to go inside and play with her baby girl, Barbies orsomething then I could leave.Kimmy puts her hands on her hips like my sister does when she is fed up."Well I guess if you're chicken then we already know who the baby girl isdon't we? It's you Kellie baby girl." Okay whatever, we will race, and I accept your bet." I'm shaking myhead thinking how easy this is going to be.Kimmy turn around and I see her looking towards the back of the house."Max can.