I told her no she shouldn't. She giggled. "Say Master doesn't want his fucktoy to wear any clothes." I looked at her for a second. I had always been t...ught to respect women and this seemed different to my views. She asked me what was wrong and I told her. She started laughing. "Oh Master, respect has nothing to do with it. I love being called a slut and whore as well as fucktoy. I know you would never think that of me, thats the reason I approached you in the first place...that and I get so wet. She shrugged her shoulders and headed in.The woods opened up to her, seeming to create a path as she traveled in. She walked for some time, long enough for the rain to stop and the sun to mostly set. The full moon rose in the east bathing the woods in luminescence. She entered a small clearing, it was clear of any trees or growth of any kind. The canopy still covered most of it, except for small breaks where the moonlight trickled in. The ground was a wet muddy mess. A large puddle formed the. Don't go there. Too far ahead, Brandon, I don't think my mind can handle that."He gave her a wry smile. "You'll have eighteen years to get used to it." Ogh. Brandon, how did we get so old. I'm twenty. I'm twenty!, and yet I feel positively middle-aged! I swear I've got gray hairs coming in!"He kissed the crown of her head. "Even if you did, I would still love you."She tilted her head to look at him. "Even when my hair's gone all white? And my face is wrinkled like a crumpled shirt? And my boobs. Shit…I love you Amy. I love you too Jay. Jay gets up off me and turns around and I gasp when I see his back. He has red scratch marks on his back and its from me! Holy shit! Jay turns back around to face me and laughs and mutters Fucking cute before grabbing a towel. When he tries to wipe up his cum from my stomach I scoot back instead. I like tasting your cum, so dont clean it, I say to him and then dip my hand down wipe it up with my fingers and start to suck it off my fingers. Jay walks over.