I liked fucking her like this, taking my time, enjoying the moment.With a girlfriend I would have to worry that she would be bored, not getting to the...point and making her or myself come. The beauty of taking a pleasure slave to your bed was I didn't have to worry about any of that. She was there for my pleasure, and I could fuck her however I wanted.“Have you had many masters?” I asked.“Yes sir, six in all,” she replied.“Is that a lot?”“I think it’s about average for a woman of my age sir,”. ‘Me and Skunk, here, we hadda spend the night in jail. We was talkin’ about you all night and we’re both horny as hell!’ ‘I…I don’t know what you’re talking about, Bud,’ Nancy said, remembering what Alex told her to say. ‘What do…do you want here? What…what do you think I’m going to do with you?’ ‘Come on, bitch, don’t give me that stupid act,’ Bud growled. ‘You know how it is. Unless you want your old man to find out you’re screwin’ that fuckin’ cop, you better get down and party with Skunk. As she got out, the only thing he could tell about her in the dim glow of the parking lights was that she was trim and wearing shorts and a halter-top. She eyed him with some hesitation, cocking her head as he walked toward her, but finally took a step toward him and said, ‘Thanks for stopping. I was afraid I’d have to spend the whole night by myself out here in the boonies. Being a city girl, I don’t think I’ve ever seen any place as dark and empty or as frightening as this is.’ ‘Hello, I’m. And just like that, the spell broke. Ryan climbed off her and there wascum all over the place, which had to be cleaned up. The sense of shamehad returned, just sitting in the background to remind her that what shewas doing was disgraceful and wrong. And Miranda was berating herhusband for daring to come without asking permission and promising allkinds of retribution. Plus, Tiffany was still hard ...By the time morning came, she was drained and exhausted. Although unableto come again, she had.