Then he felt a little bad as I got up. “OK I'm sorry, what did you wanna ask me?” Brett asked. Then I sat back down on the couch and got close to ...im. “You agree we're really close right?” I asked. “Yes,” Brett replied. Well that gave me a little courage, so I just spat it out. "Have you ever thought of having sex with me, even once?” I asked. He really had a weird look on his face. “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you,” I said as I turned my head. “You wanna do it with me sis?” Brett asked.. She dresses herself in a fishnet dress, pink fur coat and heavy pinkmakeup and matching six inch heels. Taking her purse and carrying herson soon to be daughter to the car, expertly walking in those heels withthe vibrator plug still in both her holes on high. Soaking her thin pinkthong getting aroused while driving as usual, a normal feeling she hason her way to work.Arriving at what seems to be an average looking private club on theoutside but that's just a disguise on the inside the place is. Wearing it all this time, it easily popped out and he laid it on the floor. Still bent over the booth, he pulled my g-strink to my left buttcheek and started to lick my ass. He spit on my hole and started rubbing the head of his huge cock against it. He said "someones been being a bad lil bitch aint they?" The adrenaline started pumping as I heard "yes" come out of my mouth. All of a sudden I feel the head of the enormous cock start to enter. Tears immediately come to my eyes and I dropped my. ’ These were moments John had come to cherish, Allyson at his feet, degraded, helpless in the face of his awful logic. He would proceed to engineer her further degradation, reduce her sense of personal worth, strip away her self esteem, denude her of that last morsel of confidence. God how he loved this, ‘You mean embarrassed. And listen to yourself. You’re supposed to be a college graduate, a woman with some poise, some sense. You’re stammering and stuttering like some twelve year old child..