. we have a little matter of surrender and your submission," he said, as he continued playing in her drooling pussy. "I told you that I was going to m...ke you my fuck slut... my whore. And I want to make sure that has been taken care of." Yes, Billy - Yes Sir, I am your fuck slut, your whore! Please!" she whined again."So you belong to me and me alone?" he asked."Yes!" she said quickly."And you will obey my every command without question or argument?" he asked again."Yes, yes, please!" she said. Maryanne didn’t like me playing with her ass so I never knew the pleasure one could get there until that moment. I guess Maryanne was right, I do have good instincts when it comes to lovemaking, which makes me a natural.I went back to her pussy and gave her pussy another French lesson while strumming her clit with my finger. Oh Billy, that feels so good, it’s been so long, so long.” I took her pussy lips into my mouth and sucked on her until she began bucking up and down on the bed. I took. He handed over a ten-pound note to pay for the drinks and pocketed his change before taking the two lagers over to where Kenny was now sitting. As he walked he scanned the pub looking for Walter Ferguson, but couldn't see him."Where is he?" MacLean asked."Don't see him, but he'll be along soon. He does most of his fencing here," Drew repliedThe two of them sipped their drinks slowly; barely able to stand the raucous music that continued to blare out. MacLean had just gone to the bar to order. My legs spread apart as my fingers ventured further, slowly entering my pussy, the palm of my hand still pressing against my clit.As I got closer to cumming I rocked my hips gently, my fingers moving faster as I felt my orgasm build up. All I could think about was Lincoln and how it would feel for him to touch me, for him to be the one making me cum. Within a couple of minutes, I felt my muscles tense before a wave of pleasure crashed over me; my pussy clamped around my fingers as I cried out.