It was Friday afternoon and I was looking forward to having some fun over the weekend and maybe get lucky and meet a girl or two!Later that afternoon,... mom called and said that she and my dad had decided to meet some friends after work and they wouldn't be home till late that evening. I told my older brother and he said that he was also going out for the night but that his buddies were gonna stay over so they could use our swimming pool.Later, after it was dark, I was in my room on my computer. We looked at one another savouring the moment. Her fingers twisted into my own sticky fingers. She raised her arms up, and out, and pulled me into her. The heat was intense, almost scalding. I buried myself in her, leaning for the most possible leverage, and then grinding my pelvic bone to hers. We kissed, holding the moment for as long as possible before our bodies demanded movement: the flex and sway of her hips to the push and pull of mine. Smalls sounds escaped us with every breath. I. " "You'll stay right where you are." he contradicted. "Go around to the end of the couch and bend over the arm, feet spread wide apart on the floor." "Oh God." she whispered. "Yes sir." "Are you forced to obey me from the Collar?" he asked, when she was in position. He remained sitting less than a foot away from her face. "Not exactly." she said. "I'm doing this because I want the conditioning to take effect. I want to be the best slave to you that I can. You will enjoy anal a lot more. Wendy let out a muffled vocalization of approval from her cock-plugged throat; more roar than moan really. Her hand traveled down between her legs and her fingers went to work on her clit as she continued to slobber and gobble at her piece of Latino lunchmeat; making the young Mexican moan and curse in Spanish from behind the wall. Vic saw this as the "all clear" from Wendy and he began plunging her puss-hole with gusto; fisting her like she was the star of a Dutch porno flick. She responded in.