I never thought I would find anyone else that I could connect to, but I have to you for some reason I don't quite understand. If I make a pest out of ...yself, please tell me before this goes too much further." Well, Kat, you are a pest, but a nice one. I'm still trying to count the freckles on your face. Seriously though, this is for me a first too. I haven't dated anyone since I got to the States. It hasn't been easy for me to adjust. With my grandfather dying so soon after I got here, it has. Instantly I knew that this was not Kathy. I start to wonder if this is the mysterious Kari she had mentioned to me previously. This of course gets me excited and my cock begins to stir. I haven’t had sex in twelve days and I didn’t even tempt myself with masturbating. As you can imagine my balls were rather full and I am hoping this mysterious woman will help me empty them. I quickly get some clothes on and check that I am presentable enough to go over. I run down the stairs and head for my. The thickness of his cock ment that every nerve in my pussy was taking a big time hit. He had be in every position and each time he moved me around it got better and better, the depth and the thickness, the power of his thrusts, the movement of his hips as he banged me like a fucking drum. It went on and on, I'd never known, my body had certainely never know this kind of pleasure. It was immense. I'll never forget that moment when Vazz was on the brink of cumming, he slid that large tool from. She suspected that some of it was the result of having the three slaves there. None of the other dominants seemed to have brought more than two.“Hi!” A familiar voice called out from one corner of the bar. June Calloway, presenting a formidable figure in a tailored leather suit with a tight jacket and pencil skirt, was standing with a submissive kneeling at her side. “You made it! Wonderful! And with three slaves? You don’t believe in doing things by halves do you?”Allison grinned, conscious.