If I was going to have my heart broken, I didn't want it to be over the phone. The drive out to Jolene's was as pleasant as ever. I really missed bein... out in the country. Like they say, “You don't know what you've got till it's gone”. The only bad part was what I dreaded seeing and finding out. The warm afternoon sun felt good as I traveled the quiet back roads. I came to the conclusion that I really did prefer this to New York City. If Jolene seduced my sister I didn't know what I would do,. His pants and underwear slide down around his knees, and without any warning he thrusts hard into my tight pussy. I wrap my legs around him as he thrusts inside me. I want him deeper and further inside. He starts fucking me hard and fast. Pleasure shoots through my body, my hips rocking back and forth, meeting his every thrust. My first orgasm shatters me and I start to scream out my pleasure, but he puts his hand over my mouth, covering my scream of ecstasy. I lay back on the desk and his. What the hell am I doing?” Suddenly I heard the words come out of my mouth, “Why don’t you go in and change into something else. Do you have a dress or something in that suitcase you brought? Come out with something real sexy on.” These words did not come out of my mouth! They couldn’t have but as she turned to go to the room where her suit case full of clothes was, I realized that it was I who had uttered them and it was I who was so turned on that my cock was sticking straight out in my. Mistress walked in; Mistress was nearly my height but finely built with brown hair and eyes that were nearly impossible to look at. Mistress was clearly in her element as if Mistress was just going to check something in the garage. Her clothes reflected this idea of normality as Mistress wore shorts and a shirt, with sneakers and socks. I suppose there wasn’t really any need to dress up to do what Mistress wanted, after all Mistress wasn’t trying to impress me, Mistress just wanted to use me..