“Fuck you Joe!” she said, scrambling to her feet. “You’re not going to bring me back there just to fuck me and pretend like you give a shit ab...ut how I feel. Save me your fucking bullshit,” she hissed.He was unbelievable; playing more twisted games with her head than Hunter ever could. He didn’t care about her or what she wanted. He used his history with her to control her, gaslighting her as if she were too stupid to notice what he was doing. He treated her like property, no matter how much be. I understand that there was a group of ladies on the million dollar boats that had noticed me and I had become the talk of more then one conversation. Beth, my new first mate had told this group of our sailing adventure and she was proud to say, she had ventured first. Next she asked if I was available Saturday late afternoon and evening, the members of the a Yaut club were having a boat party, I was invited. Yes, was my answer, but soon I started to wonder what about others, like your. Sometimes I like being on my home turf, especially at the ‘unveiling.’ I had been hard through most of the meal. I know he had been because I’d been teasing him all night. He was hard, throbbing and decently sized. And I could tell he really wanted me. Ok, so most men ‘wanted me’, and by that I mean they wanted to cum inside my body like a 2-bit cum bucket. Most men saw me as nothing more than a warm receptacle for their semen. Its ok, I get it. Sometimes I’ll see a really cute girl and think. Her emotions were jerked in every direction. She closed her eyes. The tip of her pink tongue showed between her lips."Is that a 'yes, ' honey?" Angique asked, wetting her fingers on the girl's peeping tongue. She pushed the fingertips in, feeling soft lips closing around them. They automatically started to suck. She pulled out and returned to the massage of the dark nipple, making it shine with rubbed-in saliva. Angique pinched it and pulled it out. Alicia moaned. Then, just as sudden, Angique.