OK, Natalie. You can put your dog collar on me if you let me have you. Ill play your sick little game. For now, anyway, said Gina, submitting. Natalie...held the collar in her hand, making no move to put it around the older womans neck. Her stroking fingers were doing her persuading for her. Gina looked up at the teenager, her face full of questioning. Natalie smiled at her. Ask me, Gina. I want you to ask me to put my dog collar on you. Gina shivered all over her body. She felt humiliated beyond. I wondered if it was at all possible any of the women walking by had their pussy’s filled as full as mine was. A young energetic couple journeyed past the bar. Could they possibly be recent members of the mile high club. I caught the passing eyes of a few men and wondered which ones simply thought I was hot enough to date and which ones were walking away with visions of me tied spread eagle on their bed. Staring into an endless river of bodies I pondered over how many perverted potential. After ten minutes of this (he had admirable stamina), the girl’s face had turned a deep red, as had her over-fucked pussy. From time to time her tongue would dart wildly out of her mouth, desperate for air. Her eyes began to roll in her head.“It won’t be long now,” commented Jean. The girl began to kick. Impulsively, I grabbed one of her slender, shapely legs and held it for a moment, enjoying the sensation of her flesh. She was past caring at this point, if she even still knew what was going. "Because if you are..."My voice was softer now. "The answer would be that I say 'Yes'..."Amy let go of my hand. "That's the answer I wanted to hear," she smiled."Because I'd like to get to know Katie. The real Katie. I'd like to getto know you." Well." I paused. "My mother and sister are away this weekend. I have thehouse to myself. If you want to come back with me we could talk somemore."Amy chuckled. "And you get to have your wicked way with me?" she grinned."Or we could just get to know each.