However, he said in a flat tone, ?if you come back tomorrow, I will know that you are serious about being a good little girl and maybe even a good lit...le slave. There will be a test if you decide to come back and even the ledger, so to speak, with the difficulty and disappointment that your mother caused.? With that, he politely ushered me out the rear door where my bicycle was and gave me a stinking swat on my behind as he said, ?I’ll look forwards to seeing you here, that is if you are. EVER!” That really turns me on. I grab both sides of the back of her head with my hands and hold her face close to mine as she wraps her hands around my forearms as she knows what is coming next. I start rhythmically pile driving my ever-so-hard cock into her pussy while we never break the stare into each others eyes. Each thrust is met with a thud. It doesn’t necessarily sound like skin slapping skin but more of a thump. The kind collision that you feel in your bones. The kind that you feel in. Video theater I asked what was up with that and she told me it was a room with a large television on one wall and built in benches on the other three walls. The room held about twenty perverts at a time.I thanked her for the information and she departed. I sat a minute and said to my self hell why not and got out of my car. Navigating the dirt and gravel parting lot in six inch heels was a challenge but I finally made it to the entrance with out busting my mini skirted ass. I walked around. ’ Once I gazed into those beautiful browns, he reached for my cock. I stood straight up so he could easily take it all. “Mmm, Roger. I knew this will be a lot more fun, huh?” He chuckled before grinding his face into my crotch. “Oh Nat, sh…i…ttt…FUCK,” I screamed as his nose nuzzled my jewels. “Mmm…” he hummed while sucking my dick, invoking the pre cum out of the mushroom head. “Ooh…Naaattt…” I breathed as he slurped me dry. As he continued to engulf me, he placed my hand atop his hair..