He said yes and I said no, he said please and I said no. He tried grinding his cock faster into my working hand and I took the belt and smacked his c...ck and balls to hold off his orgasm. I then ground my cunt back into his face and started working his cock again, this time also taking it into my mouth. Again as he got close to orgasm I smacked his cock and balls. I then took the piece of rope and tied his cock and balls up. My cunt was soaked, but he hadn't tried to open his mouth and lick. The mover swung up into the cab and the truck rolled down our driveway, taking the last of the house contents away to various charities. Vi and I stood side-by-side for a long moment without moving, watching the truck disappear down the quiet oak-lined street.Finally, when the moving van was out of sight, we turned and went back into the bare, empty house.We’d been forced to add another week to clear the place and make it ready for sale. Fucking at every possible opportunity tended to mess with. Once we got past the outer ring of bouncers, there were two of the most stunning transexuals I've ever seen, with the kind of tits that only money can buy and make up and hair to match. Everyone else was still dressed but they were wearing diaphanous blouses over latex shorts and fishnets, and they'd cultivated that ability to ignore the stares of the multitude that distinguishes the truly gorgeous - and self-obsessed."Welcome to the World of BDSM", chuckled Slut, who's been to more high class. It was Lola who finally had the nerve to break it. ‘Peyton, we know you aren’t a little girl anymore, but we have been treating you like one,’ Lola began slowly, as though she was feeling her way through the conversation. Peyton knew for certain then that this was serious. ‘The only reason why we let you stay at the Barn so long was so our little girl could get better — and you are, we can see that now.’ Lola reached out and picked up Peyton’s shaking hands from her lap so she could hold them.