And it's the only one ever to be made. I had a dream one night, and that's the result. The guy who made it for me wanted to sell the idea, but... let'... just say I convinced him otherwise." Wow. The only one? Thank you. I've never had an original before," she said, finally putting it on."It looks beautiful on you," I said with false awe. "I knew it would, but still... " Come and see what I have in my room," she said, taking my hand and pulling me towards her room."Wait a sec," I said with some. Two gas stations, two churches, a small grocery store, a Dollar General, and a hardware/feed store, that also sold bait and fishing supplies, and a post office. One small diner. Any thing more than’that you had to travel another thirty miles, to the county seat. She was pumping gas. She turned about eight shades of red when I pulled up on the other side of the pumps. I said hello, she didn’t bother to answer me. For some reason that irritated me, but I shrugged it off. Fuck her. She was gone. Her body quivered with each shot of his cum, and her orgasm continued like ripples on a pond. Vanessa stopped moving but Mark kept thrusting until he had emptied all of his seed inside her. Vanessa relaxed her head on his shoulder while her dripping pussy was still impaled on his rigid cock. Mark held her close, holding his cock as deep inside her as he could, not wanting this to be over. This to him was just a fantasy. Reality was waiting for him inside the mansion, and he didn’t. “This is more like it,” she thought, sitting on the end of an enormous four-poster bed. There wasn’t really much to do apart from fluff the pillows and swish around a feather duster, increasingly feeling like being in a really cheesy saucy film. Feeling naughty, she decided to have a quick look through the wardrobes - wow, check out these gowns! She sneakily weighed up trying one on in the en suite bathroom, but though better of it. Best not get fired on the first day, it had been interesting.