. the hair,” she answered. I nodded. “On your knees,” I said quietly, “I’ll teach you to appreciate the pussy of your Mistress.” She close... her eyes again and then sank to the floor, a little too dramatically.I pulled up my dress to reveal, once again, my naked, eager pussy and the thick ginger bush above it to which she so objected. “Come on now, suck it!” I said commandingly, pulling her head into my crotch by her pony tail. She again tried to get around it by only touching my flabby labia. This opportunity will likely not come along again.”“How can you be so hard? How can you ask of me what you do? I would rather take my own life than yours. I would die with you.”“Why do you say these things?” his voice heavy with feeling.“It is what I feel.”“But you do not mean this,” he stated...he asked.“Yes, I do. Look into my heart if you really can. See that it is true. See that if I take my sword to you, I will then turn it on myself. If all I have left to share with you is that, I shall. As they drove away, she stood in the door with cum streaming down her legs. Ken scooped her up, threw her in the bed and played in her cum filled cunt. He mounted her quickly and dumped his load in with theirs. Rita giggled as he slid down her torso and lapped her loose cunt completely clean. It had got dark and a slight rain had started when they heard a Harley roaring in. It's rider ran to shelter on a covered picnic table. Rita saw him and smiled at Ken who said “go get him”, seconds later. Don’t you want me?”“You certainly weren’t working as a waitress in a cocktail bar,” I chuckled.“What?”“The song, Don’t You Want Me? by The Human League.”“Why the song reference?”“YOU made it! I just named the reference!”“You are a goofball at times.”“At times?” I asked with an arched eyebrow.Melissa stood up and took the two plates and put them in the sink, then turned and leaned against the sink.“What do you want to do?”“Whatever you want,” I said.“Why won’t you just tell me?”“Because I don’t.