Tell me all about Roberta!"Paula led him into her cottage and the pair talked for almost an hour before Rodrigo went back to his room in the local inn...Rodrigo was impressed by Paula's belief in her Mistress/Slave, but, like Roberta, he did not believe in Philippa's mystic powers. She was no more than a barmy old crone with half her marbles missing - as well as all her teeth! Roberta was guilty as hell and in the morning he would save the executioner a job! He'd kill his opponent!He slept well. )All week I was Hector's sex toy and he was mine. We went to another ofthose house parties. I'm not sure if it was my looks or the way that Iclung to him that made the other guests recognize me. I was getting allsorts of lecherous looks from the men and critical looks from the women.Hector was viewed at as a valuable catch by the upscale meat market andthe women wanted me gone. All I really knew about him was that he washandsome and rich. Of course there was the fact that he was great. “Hello, Stephen, how are you today?”“OK, I suppose. My friend Stephie went into hospice care on Monday.”He nodded gravely, “So it’s only a short time now.”“She’s coming up on a year, and that was what they gave her at the outside,” I sighed.“You’ve told me that she’s at peace with this. How are you doing?”“I don’t know for sure,” I said. “I cried when Red, sorry, Jason, her husband, called me to tell me.”“Because you know what it means,” he said.“Yes,” I said.“I still don’t have any answers for. She screamed at the top of her lungs and her arms flew at my chest to push but then her pussy erupted. She squirted a huge stream of cum up into the air. She screamed again, this time much different, so I started fucking her harder. I slammed in her and every several times she bucked and came. Over and over again her body flew around with my fucking. Eventually she pushed me away. I cant take it anymore. She was panting. Get on top of me. She resisted, but she did what I asked. She squatted.