You bite my neck, passing your energy through it. I cum for you. My juices run down my legs and drip on to the bed. My nipples ache against the press...re of you on top of me. You deepen the bite and growl into it, and I cum again for you. My body aches for more. "Mine." You growl deep into my neck. "Always." I gasp, you already know the answer, and it is just formality. "Let's try something new." The chipper note in your voice worries me. "As you wish, my Sir." My voice is confident, even. It was my first summer in a different state, and I was determined to make the best out of it with the friends I have made over the school year. There is this festival that always occurs in the summer in this little city on the edge of Tennessee called RiverBend, and from what I know it was just a bunch of drunk rednecks with country music. All the comments were from biased people who just hate country music, but believe me, If it is anyone that hates country music it is me, but I was willing to. I couldn't decide which one was wrong, but it didn't seem that both could be right. Julia, on the other hand, seemed to have no concerns at all. She had been dutifully somber at least on public occasions, but her internal energy could not be contained forever. "Oh, Your Majesty, could we have a party tonight? Please?" she begged. Even Mother was not immune to Julia's charms. I knew if she asked something of me that way, I would give her the keys to the kingdom itself. Mother. I knelt down next to her and kissed her so hard. I caressed her body all over feeling what I had just done to her. Kitten's body was wet everywhere. Her flesh was saturated. Her hair was matted. Her cunt was dripping. I slipped my hand between her legs and it became soaked from feeling her drenched body. As I kissed her I moved my hand to her face, caressing her cheeks, letting her feel me rub my pee all over her. "You're so nasty Kitten. So fucking dirty. You're mine...mine...my whore...my.