‘Good morning, Colette.’ he said as he passed the front desk. ‘Good morning, Mr. Bête.’ she said, then whispered. ‘What happened?’ to Isa...elle who took a look at the mail. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘He’s, happy?’ ‘Really?’ asked Isabelle as she tried to casually read a pamphlet. Colette looked suspiciously at her. ‘And you’re absolutely glowing..’ ‘I just had a really nice shower.’ Isabelle said with a shrug. ‘Nu-uh. I know what I see, and you two have been playing together..’ Colette said and leaned. They were so sensitive, I moaned with lust as this man just used my youthful body to torment and tease me. He shoved another two fingers in with haste. The constant probing in my ass had my head spinning. He was now licking up and down my cock, stopping only to suck the head. I had never had a blowjob like this before, I could feel my orgasm racing toward me. ''Ohh god, god daddy I'm going to cum!'' I cried.''Not yet boy, you only cum when daddy wants it. Understand?'' With that he stopped. For almost three years Mona and I would get together about every two or three months. She would either fly into South Florida for a weekend or I would fly into New Orleans, rent a car, and drive over to the Gulf Coast for a long weekend. If I thought I had made Mona my slut, I sold myself short because I took her to levels of slutiness that I never imagined that I could get her too. Shortly after my first time with Mona, she broke up with her boyfriend and started dating. This was not at my. It was like hearing an echo come out of her own mouth. "Is someone there?"More movement, but she could see nothing. She pressed her back against the trunk of the tree. It's all just a dream anyway, she thought. None of this can be real. I will wake up any minute.She heard footsteps approaching. The sky was going dark, and something was getting closer, and it was just as she felt the touch of an unseen hand at her throat that the scream welled up inside of her, and-***Christine woke to sheets.