Howe. I can think of a possible solution, if you are interested." What?" I want to fuck you. I want to make you my fucking slave for 24 hours. I won't...tell you any lies Mrs. Howe. I want to fuck you rough and in every hole and I want to make you scream and beg. I want you to be my submissive little white slut. If you hold up your end of the bargain, I'll put in the other 5,000."I looked at Tom. I expected to hear his protests and see him fight for me. Instead he looked hopeful. I looked at him. Those last two letters were written so that they looked like an arrow pointing down - to her pussy. That night she was the big star at 'Le Club'. She was swamped by boys who wanted to dance with her and - what else? - make love to her.But even without such special effects, 'Le Club' was the place where a girl could be sure to find a partner for the night - if she wanted one, of course - and Sylvie and Mirabelle returned frequently to this source.One Saturday morning. I arrived at the agreed. "Hearing him say that to me really turned me on. "But what if someone see us?"Timmy grabbed my shirt angrily. "Shut up and do it, you sissy faggot cocksucker. Nobody else will be home for at least three more hours." And we were behind some thick bushes so nobody could see us unless they were looking for us.I had no choice anyway. So I took off my shorts and boxers. My dick was totally hard by then and I saw Timmy's eyes lock in on it and he didn't look away for at least a minute. Then he. Anything". He puts his hands on her shoulders and pushes her to her knees. His beautiful cock proudly waiting for her. She licks his shaft, nuzzling and sucking at his balls, before running her tongue firmly back up to the tip. Her left hand holding his skin taught from the base, her right hand cupping his balls, she slowly sucks him into her mouth. Breathing the scent of him deep into her lungs, she closes her eyes as she savours his taste. Taking him deep into her throat, her tongue flicking.