She wanted that sweet relief. The feeling that is indescribable, the most intense orgasms that only he could give her. Relief that she knew she must...earn. uncontrollable pleasure that she now longed for?? Did I say you could feel pleasure ?slut?, he screamed. The sound of his voice snapped her back to reality, as she replied, ?no Sir?. You will beg me for that pleasure, do you understand ?slut?? he said. Yes Sir, she said. She knew he was right. He would make her beg for it on this night.. While I laid in bed so groggy I couldn't quite see straight I would stare at the pretty girl's picture and stroke myself to the thought of kissing her, smelling her hair, and touching her boobs and butt through her clothes; I had no idea what it looked like under there so that's as far as I would ever get before I painted my leg. Getting cleaned up was usually pretty simple, and the dog would always be hungry right when I got up so I'd take care of her before eating breakfast and getting a ride. She was hoping for a big thick one. She wore a tight shirt and short skirt. No underwear. Her tits are large and her pussy shaved. She was very good at sucking cock. A gay man taught her how to suck it deep and drink the cum. at the mall she walked thru the sporting section. Her back arched so her tits were very noticeable. One man stared looking at her. She walked by him and rubbed his chest and walked away then looked back at him and winked. He followed. She walked to her van and he followed. He couldn't help notice her nipples, just barely standing out in the heat. God...there must be something we can do to cool off a little, he thought. Suddenly, she caught his eye and grabbed up his truck keys. "Lets go for a ride and crank up the air," she yelled a little mischievously. She tossed him the keys as he opened her door, watching her pull her long legs into the truck. He ran to the other side and opened the door, climbed up and started the engine while she turned the AC up full.