Saskia completely agrees: she always thought that it is too perverse to even think about it, for decent girls like them.Stella remembers well how much...it hurt the first time we tried in a perfect position of dominance she loves so much.Saskia completely agrees: "I always felt it to be too humiliating, for any aware adult of our enlightened generation."Stella knows as well as Saskia, what has just happened to her in her own room, with Stella as our secret witness.Saskia sighs. She remembers well. The banging came again. The pounding was so hard, it shook the trailer."Hold your ass. I'm coming," yelled Heather. She grabbed small, gray, cotton shorts and pulled them on. Black lettering spelling the word, BITCH crossed the two perfect globes of her ass. Her visitor pounded on the door again.Heather checked herself out in the mirror. The bottoms of her breasts were visible under the halter and the stud in her belly button sparkled. The shorts rode low on her hips and the straps of her thong. Her saree was of yellow color. She was smelling too good.There was no one in the house. I made myself comfortable in sofa, she went inside to bring some water. I was getting horny but somehow managed to keep myself calm. She came and bend to give me water, oh god there she was, her boobs were desperately trying to come out. She knew what I was looking at but did not tried to hide it. She sat next to me, after some chit chat I hold her hand and kissed her.Both where on fire, kissed for 15-20min. Never mind that it all went so fast that you just don’t know which end is up. Oh, and that gorgeous woman? Chances are she doesn’t even exist, or she’s in love with your best friend. Hollywood is so full of shit. Chapter One: ‘Know when to fold ’em’ ‘And so ladies and gentleman, I present to you your new Toreador Primogen. Sophia Davies.’ Diego St. Dior beamed proudly. There was a round of eager applause as every eye in the ballroom fell upon her. She gave a gracious bow and waved autonomously.