I decided to give Betty everything, and attempted to cram the rest of me in her. It took her breath away. She leaned her head back and gasped for air....She lied flat on her back and I spread both her legs open wide and attacked her with a rhythm that sent her into a whirlwind of orgasms. Her insides twitched and contracted. Her juices pored around my manhood, allowing me to thrust into her even faster. "I'm cumming!" she haled. Her toes curled. Jill kissed her and made her way to my insertion.. Then she saw it. She clicked on the image and his profile came up on the screen with the heading: Local Dom seeking his slave: I am searching for my life long slave. I’m tired of wanna be's; must be strong and independent during the day and a total sexual slut at night, must have an interest in bondage, pain, total submissiveness to my commands, whatever they may be. Are you what I am searching for? Contact me here. Robin stared at the picture posted. He was sitting on the bike, his black. Sun-kissed, it seemed. Something impossible here or anywhere near here. The girl smelled like spring flowers and wine."Who are you?" Slowly, punctuating the words so she could feel my intensity, and how important her answer would be, I asked her.Never taking her dark eyes from mine, she answered, after taking a deep breath. "I'm the King's whore."I was, even behind a number of other things I excelled at, an expert on detecting lies. I felt she put additional strength in her truth, enlarged it a. Her daughter was the same age as me. We could talk about various things including sex.Once we were drinking beer and talking about sexual preferences. We exchanged confidences and Michelle confessed nobody had ever licked her (by the way she wasn’t pretty at all, moreover, she was fat). Then we started looking for any reasons that could prevent two people with such a big age gap from going to bed together. Of course we didn’t find any!We gave each other a soul kiss just to try it; it didn’t.