“You were lost,” Angela said. “Out of it.”“I was,” I smiled. “The pain took me to this wonderful place. Thank you, my Queen.” I winced...as I squirmed. “Oh, Gods, that hurts.”“I spanked you a little too hard,” Angela said, her face twisting.I shook my head. “No, no you didn’t,” I purred. I didn’t care that my ass was a mass of burning agony. I embraced it, treasured it. She had to love me to give me that much pain. “Thank you, my Queen. You’re wonderful.”Angela sighed in relief. “Good, good. You. We continued for what seemed like hours as he would pick up the pace and then slow down or stop altogether so he'd last longer. After awhile he pulled out completely and layed back down on the bed before telling me to get down between his legs and suck him again. I didn't disappoint and began blowing him. He placed his hand on the back of my head and forced his cock down my throat until I was gagging. He fucked my mouth for a few more minutes until he was ready to get back inside my well. "To wash down the trail dust, I believe you Westerners say." Maybe I ought to hear what y'all have to say before I drink this," Zach replied."I still find it quite interesting how you Americans are so direct and to the point," Sir Gerald remarked. Turning to Nigel he said, "We British could learn a lesson from them about that. No flowery speech or talking a subject to death; direct and to the point, that's the ticket old man."Kathleen smiled at her father. After all this time, he's still. I imagined myself with Owen and another man both fucking me in a different hole. The phone rang, interrupting my thoughts. It was my friend Neela returning my call. “Heya babe, you called?” her loud voice rang down the phone. “Yeah I wanted to talk to you about something. Remember about the couple of amazing nights that I've had with Owen? Well, I think I have gotten more confident about my fantasies and want to share them with him. I was to have a three sum, with owen and another.