They started to talk, about just day to day run of the mill stuff. Tilda was acting so innocent yet perfectly enticing. Danny watched as Tilda played ...ith her hair, continuously lifting the strap back onto her shoulder and letting it fall again. She knew he had a thing for bare shoulders. In his mind’s eye Danny could picture himself standing behind Tilda and playing with her hair and massaging her neck. Then he would lean down and kiss her shoulder and neck softly. As Tilda moved her head to. "Mmmm! That feels nice!" I sawed gently in and out of her ass hole with my stiff-as-nails dick while I stroked the sides of her WET pussy hole. She started grunting rhythmically as she pushed back against me and ground her pussy against my hand. She reached back and kissed me on the mouth. We tongued each other and nibbled at each other's lips. She couldn't stay in that position long, though, so she finally turned reluctantly back around. With one hand she pressed down on my hand as I. I then told her, for a change, my lovely young Jaimie, I am going to spend the next three hours making love to you. She was shocked but boy, did she ever respond to me.After telling her parents about the baby, the fight with the preacher (her crying and listening while he yelled) and Pam who normally would have been yelling also as the preachers wife, understood since she was also my cum slut blackmailed sex slave. Pam tried to hold the middle ground and tell her husband, "she is not perfect,. “Mmmmm,” she moaned from behind me. A second later, I felt the sharp crack of her hand on my ass. I jumped, more in surprise than pain, and nearly dropped the stuff I was holding in the process.Before I could fall forward, she reached around and cupped my crotch to hold me steady.“Easy there, slave,” she said. She really seemed to have a “slave” fetish, I noted.I felt her lift the back of my shirt and run the tip of the butt plug along the center of my back causing me to shiver; it was.