Have a good time," answered William as he removed his clothes by the door. He stretched as he waited for Lucy to finish changing her clothes. He smile... when he saw her walk into the room wearing her robe. It was a warm day and there wasn't any need for a robe, but he chose not to comment.They walked down to the pond holding hands. Lucy looked at her surroundings. Flowers were in bloom along the path. The leaves on the trees shook in the very slight breeze. Patches of blue sky were visible. . just like last night!)Ah yes, LAST night!Brutus is her favourite stud... its not his real name, of course,though her nickname for him is well-chosen... he's 7 feet 2 inches ofsolid muscle, with shoulders as wide as mistress' bed, and a cock aspowerful and as relentless as a jackhammer.Or... so Mistress tells me!In truth, if last night were any indication... and, indeed MOST nights,it is SHE who wore HIM out... but then Mistress is truly a wonder!She's always so nonchalant about it... making. It was almost as if she had shaken hands with an ice sculpture. Images of dark things and blue flames drifted before her eyes as Maggie squeezed her hand gently. Lori steeled her mind and tried to keep her expression pleasant, but her anxiety had already been revealed. Maggie frowned, ‘Are you alright?’ ‘Yes,’ Lori shrugged the sensation off and released the woman’s hand, ‘I’ve just had a very long day. Jet lag, I guess.’ Maggie nodded and sat back, though she looked none too convinced. As. Do you want that? Do you want me to be your daddy and you can be my slutty baby girl? You can talk again.”“Yes, I want to be your slutty baby girl, daddy.” I couldn’t even believe I was saying those words and meaning them, but I did. The way he went off script and really did make the **** a little more real just made me really crazy about him. “I think my little whore deserves an orgasm.” He got up and untied me, allowing the blood to flow back into my limbs. He lay on his back and ordered me.