I was wearing a black flared dress, black seamed stockings, pink garter-belt, black panties and bra, a pink petticoat, white heels, short black wig, m...keup, a pink velvet choker. He rang the bell, opening the door I smiled as he did. He introduced himself as I invited him in to the living room. I made him a drink to relax him (I do not drink) Sitting next to him as we chatted he became more at ease telling me his story. With my legs crossed My dress and petticoat hiked up just above my lower. The other side of the room had a decent size wet bar with an assortment of alcohol ranging from middle shelf alcohol to some she had never heard of but more than obviously they were top shelf alcohol. She thought this might be a good thing because if her buzz went away from what she had in store for her collector she could had least have a few more drinks to keep that buzz going. She walked over to the bed to see an assortment of toys and bondage gear. To her it looked like her typical. He pulls my head away and gives me hand. He spins me around and makes me sit on his cock. Im really nervous and scared, but he slowly puts it in, I slowly go down and down, the feeling of his cock makes more and more pre cum stream out of my cock. He pushes me down until its fully in. We stop for a bit and he moans. He whispers in my ear to bounce. I do as he commands and bounce on his hard cock pulsating within my tight asshole. As i bounce my cock slaps against my stomach, he holds it and I. “Honey, I’ve done that with a lot more students than just Lizzie Larimer,” she said. “That’s what I meant about how hard she worked. She didn’t have all the advantages that you did.”“I still had to work for what I got,” I said somewhat defensively.“Oh, Sweetheart, that isn’t what I’m saying,” Mom replied. “But you had parents that took an interest in your life. In fact, you had parents that took a bit too much interest in your life. Now that I think about it, I’m not sure you had any advantage.