"SLAVE Tonya, in order to get MY forgiveness, you must first get my KNEE'S forgiveness!" How do I do that, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice?" You must k...ss and worship my knee, SLAVE Tonya!" Y... yes, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice."If not for her present situation, Tonya would have probably asked Nancy if her knee could talk; she dared not, though... She took Nancy's knee in her hands, and gently kissed it, then looked up at her Mistress."Is that good enough, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of. She told me, “My cunt was designed to enjoy hardcocks. I use it for that as often as I can. It’s mystyle to have several men available to fuck at anygiven time. I look for a few long term lovers, not onenight stands, and I enjoy each one as an individual.If you want to have more of me, and I’d like that,then you need to be ok with sharing.”I asked her a few questions about her currentsituation (two regular fuck-buddies) and my hard cocksoon gave her the answer she. I might even go as far as the Gulf. I had always wanted to see that much water as soon as I heard about it. Galveston might have something to offer.There were few towns of any size between El Paso and Central Texas, so I figured to save myself some trouble by taking the stagecoach through that empty part of Texas. Hell, it would take me something like five or six weeks on horseback to cover the same distance that a stagecoach would cover in less than a week. Of course, that was before I knew. Maybe it was the drug or maybe Joyce is just a natural slut, but Leroy's tongue in her love box was making my repressed little sister come like a string of cheap firecrackers. The air was filled with cries of adulterous pleasure so I stopped trying to keep her quiet and began busily sucking her tits. Leroy later told me later he had never had a woman who squirted when she climaxed. I was a little jealous.A half hour later I figured Joyce didn't know her own name, much less remember she had been.