"Jenny took a deep breath and walked over to him, trying to get into the swing of things when it hit her that if she was a 'party girl' his invitation...might have been nice. He'd said he liked her looks and that he was willing to look to her needs too. Trying to lock all her honest reactions deep inside her, she smiled and moved to kiss him. She was unprepared for his kiss. It wasn't just that he began by French kissing her, she'd expected that, but that his tongue was very active, and it felt. I knew then that I really was his bitch whore. His to use as he saw fit. A cum guzzling, cock sucking, bitch whore slut for him to use as a receptacle for his sperm. After a few moments he managed to get his breath back and pulled his by now rapidly deflating cock out of my arse. He came round in front of me and thrust his cock into my face. I instinctively opened my mouth and started using my mouth and tongue to clean his cock of the sperm and shit that was on it from my arse. I could feel his. She was turning visibly red and could tell she was about to let him have it. I urged her to sit down. I got this. ‘It’s funny you should say that, because Becky is my reason for getting up in the morning. She is the driving force behind 99% of what I do every day. She has saved me more times than she knows about, but I wouldn’t expect you to understand that. The only reason we are here is because I felt I should meet my future in-laws.’ I was trying so hard to hold back the venom from my voice. I answered I was and really looking forward to it. Actually I was looking forward to the money, since I had some Christmas bills to pay off my credit cards. Finally the day came and I left early to drive the 90 minutes down to San Diego. I got to Jocko’s house around 11 am.When I came to his door and rang the bell, he quickly answered it and said, “Hi gorgeous. You’re looking beautiful but you didn’t dress sexy like I asked.”He seemed a little disappointed that I was in my blue jeans with a.