His cock was shiny and wet with her juices. What a little slut you are I told her and she just moaned more, smiling up at me, her eyes rolling back as...she got packed with cock from both ends. I reached down and pulled her mouth deeper onto my cock, making her gag. She was such a slut I figured fuck it, treat her like one. The guys loved this and as she gagged, the guy fucking her drilled deep, packing her so full of dick. She was going nuts and she pulled away for air, only to be pulled over to. That she would be my little slave and doll. She smiled not knowing I was deadly serious. We arrived at her home, her mother was not there but then I knew where the slut was. Getting boned at my house. We started with Alana's hair. Making it pretty then moved onto her clothes. "I want you to strip Alana". I said to her coming up to stand right behind her while we looked in the full length mirror. She was hesitant but after a little coaxing and telling her that she was so cute, she finally. She exhaled then inhaled once more, arching her back even higher. Her fingers running over the rosy, hardened tips of her bust. She groaned, her control almost snapping with this outburst of sudden pleasure. The buzz of her phone from the night table interrupted the paralysis of her ecstasy. His picture, the one where his eyes were closed, his lips smiling joyfully appeared on the cover and she quickly sat up, tossing her dark red curls over to one shoulder so she could answer clearly. His. Well, I call it a suit but it looked as if it wastwenty years old. It was brown and had a faint pin stripe. I could smellthe lovely aroma of mothballs wafting from it. His shirt was sort oflime green in colour and needed an ironing. His tie was orange with pinkspots on it. I cannot believe that it was ever in fashion.I was a bit taken aback by what he was wearing. Eventually, my eyes wentup to his face. He had washed, which must have been a first, but hisshaver had missed a few places and my.