“Oh, my God…you’re wearing those boots again,” he growls as he runs his hand up my thigh and under my skirt. He grabs my ass with both hands, ...irmly squeezing and lifting me slightly off the ground. Then he tugs at my panties, sliding them down my legs and off. I unbutton his jeans, freeing that massive cock that would send those high school girls screaming in terror. I know they all fantasize about fucking him. I know the basketball moms that show up early to watch practice are really just. As he told his sister, Billy Bob didn’t think much of the other local slut, Widder Jones. “She’s got floppy old tits and her twat wood probly take two of us boys to fill it right. She alles wants yew tew bring a gift of money or food or thet shine she stays lit up on. Yeer a lot better.”Melba Mae was no beauty even by the standards of the Ozark hills. Her missing teeth, scraggly hair, small breasts, and protruding belly were far from ideal. Her readily accessible pussy with its snug young fit. Thinking back that it was a pop culture phenomenon - and a poorly written one at that - that had made her realise what she was, made her internally cringe and think that she would never have any ‘street cred’ with other Doms and Subs by admitting it. Yet it had opened a window into herself that she now couldn’t close, even if she wanted to. She recalled vividly the moment she realised she was possibly a Sub. Once again it was during sex with Reid. It was nothing out of the ordinary. The kids. In fact, Sally is just getting ready to eat now," Sam said staring at Sally."No, we can talk for a minute, I don't have to eat yet. I'll eat later. It won't get cold," she said as she spread her legs wider.Suddenly, Sally knew what Sam wanted. A smile came to her face at her lover's naughtiness and she set her cup on the coffee table. Then she moved over, getting onto her hands and knees. Her hand went to Sam's knee and pushed her thighs further apart. She dropped her head and kissed the inside.