He kissed me passionately. Do you like this you little fag? Mmmmmmm, God yes. I luv it so. He said if you want it, take out the plug and slide my cock...to your pussy. I did. He told me to try to fuck him. I did. Not all that well, but I tried. With my legs over his shoulders he took my hands in his. Pinning me under him. He pushed his cock in hard. All the way in. I gasped, but my hole was well lubed and ready from the plug.He whispered in my ear, you love being my whore don't you? Mmmmmmmmmmmm,. Fred and Arlene Winston recommended your ranch; I believe they stayed there last October." Er, I believe they did," Eileen agreed. "Very well, Mrs. Mason, I'll need your home address, home telephone number and your expected date of arrival."When she received the information she jotted it down, thanked Mrs. Mason and hung up. She also wrote herself a note to meet Mrs. Mason at the airport in Salt Lake City the next day at noon, which was the earliest she could arrive. As always, when she took a. She hopped out, grabbed her briefcase, set the car alarm and headed for her office. She didn't see the old pickup with the man watching her in it. He shook his head "A SUV it figures." Having made a inquiery into the nursing school class times he found out her last class broke at 3:30pm he'd be back in the afternoon to follow her. What he failed to consider were her office hours. By the time she walked to her Blazer it was passed 6:00pm, he was fuming. "Fucking bitch, about time." he hissed as. Every time I rammed against het she let out a noise as if the wind had been knocked out of her Fuck me you bitch she kept saying that’s it ram my cunt like a whore .I reached in front of her and started to rub her pussy as I wanted het to orgasm before I blew. That’s nice keep rubbing me, yes! I’m right on the edge please don’t cum before me my lover she said.I hope your near I said because I am. As I was rubbing her clit I grabbed one of her titties and squeezed her nipple hard twisting I knew.