Squeeze it so hard she has tears flowing freely...her lipstrembling...can't breathe it hurts so bad...as my nails dig into Megan's cunt...squeezingit ...ike a foam rubber ball...over and over again...I grabit...hard...harder...even more harder now, with fingernails tearing into hersoft smooth skin...looking into her squinted eyes, closed so tightly...teethclenched...as if anything she could do now would avert my tempestous lust todevour her impertinence..."You like this, bitch?...you feel like. I readilyagreed and couldn`t wait.I phoned him the next day to finalise agreements, and he told me to come atabout 10am the following day as his parents would both be at work, and wecould "have some fun in private". I was so excited and started to lay a planof my own. I had a weekend job doing gardening which was quite lucrative, andas the exams had finished I`d had very little to do and so had been puttingin some extra hours. I had amassed a few savings, and decided to have alittle shopping. Normally we ended up in my local bar but this night Dave told me he wanted to go to his favorite hangout. It was down in the Village and I didn't need to be told that it wasn't going to be like the place we usually went.We found two stools at the bar and got our beers and I looked around. This was obviously a gay bar. I wasn't surprised. Dave's inclination was no news to me. Dave asked if I was OK there and I answered that I was then he asked if I ever thought about sex with another guy. I had. In plain language can I touch you anywhere I like? Can I fuck you? Can I come in your mouth? Can I use your arse?~~Anything the Master wishes. I am the Master's to command.~~Oh boy. Can I take you home to show the wife what a really willing girl is like?~ he asked, intending it as a rhetorical question.~That is the Emir, my Master's decision, she answered in all seriousness.~Whoa. Back off woman. It wasn't a serious question. My wife would slaughter me if she even knew I had met you. One other.