"It'stime to continue your education,my dear," his voice thick with the anticipationof her suffering. "You see, a willing slut is something I can have...at any time.There is no joy in a willing slave. That defeats the object, don't you see? Only yesterday you stood on the dining room table after sucking me off andtonguing Eva until she had three orgasms, then you pushed that huge Germandildoe up your arcehole and peed in your cup before you drank it . Now thatwas a very dirty thing to do, and I. " "Your pussy muscles are awesome, Lisa, you must exercise them a lot, they sure are making me feel good." "I've got a dildo that I can stick on the bathroom floor, and, no, that's not why the tile came loose, don't even ask. I use it to keep my pussy toned-up, so, you like it, huh?" "Mmm, your pussy is fabulous, you're gonna get me off pretty soon." "Good, I'm close, too, then, we've got to get back to work and quit fucking around," I gasped, breathlessly as I smiled at him. Oh, yes, this was. The leaves were a wash of fall colors mixed in with the dark green of the juniper trees. Even wet, the view was breathtaking. Also, the sweet scent of the cedar trees seemed to ebb and flow on the breeze. Seagulls cawing above me screeched at each other in a rich repertoire of calls that were full of life. I squinted against the sun, as I followed a pair of the birds. “I just loved the wilderness, it was a far cry from working on a starship.”“There you are! This afternoon you disappeared like a. His eyes had not, or did not deceive him as he himself was always much more than likely, &/or much more often than not picking that being of a winner, & whereas very seldom would he himself pick that being of some kind, sort, or type of a total loser being of whom not even a drunk of a wino, or a hype of a d**g-addict, or dopefiend of a male would want to hop in the sack with whereas the worcest that he himself had ever scored with otherwise than how he himself would usually pick a beauty to.