’ Steve nearly jumped out of his skin when he realised where I meant. ‘Pardon me but I don’t really recall,’ he replied and I added, ‘It is ...ark in there though, so perhaps…’. With that, Steve realised we were on the same page and he became relaxed. We walked together in the morning sun and it felt good to speak to him. He isn’t a looker but he has this quality about him that says, ‘take me to bed.’ He is a little rotund – not too much – with receding dark hair and big wide eyes. As we reached. Jeanine looked back at me with that quizzical look again, not sure what I was doing or what was happening. There was a little fear in her eyes. But other than that there was no other expression on her face, as her head bobbed up and down with each of my deep thrusts. I slid my thumb into her asshole all the way up to the knuckle and held on. Jeanine’s arms gave way and she collapsed onto her chest and face. As she did, she let out a loud moan of pleasure, mixed with surprise, mixed with pain.. . gonna.... cum.."And she does. Hard. Violent. She bites down on his shoulder to keep from screaming. He bucks up against her. Danny feels consumed by lust. Yet somehow he does not cum even with her humping on his cock. When she does slow down she sticks a hand down between them. Feeling the head of his cock. She grins and slides down. She pulls his sweats down just enough to free his cock. One hand wrapping around it. She looks up at him. Eye shining and wicked."May I?" she asks."Yes. Please.". And have plenty of food stocked up too. Steaks,burgers, shit for burritos, I love Italian. You'll be making it all so youbetter be a good cook or learn how. When you're in my presence you will noteat or drink, food at least. The following are substances which you areallowed to drink in my presence: my spit, my cum and my piss. Is thatclear, slave gurlie?" I nod in tearful acquiescence. He smiles wickedly,clearly enjoying the power he holds over me at this moment. He continueson. "Things you.