. ?? I’d never pictured myself as an alpha bitch, but then I only used ‘bitch’ in the context of being dog girl, a dog’s bitch. Then I thought...of Sue, her oiled body so beautiful, the collar, her eyes, her obedience, the power I felt as I commanded her. King’s teeth snapped me back to the present, the nip to my shoulder sharply painful. He wanted all of me, wouldn’t allow my thoughts to wander off. Yes. I did need a strong alpha dog. She was right, so maybe the rest of it was true too... ??I. I was eighteen and she was sixteen. Perfectly normal right? Now sure I admit I had the occasional thought about Jessica McToolie ever since she was in my class last year. It was then I really took notice of her. Some of the kids that came through my class every year had some banging bodies. And those bodies always made my cock harden. Sometime I wasnt able to leave my desk because of it. I didnt feel it was wrong but there are those that do so I never acted on my impulse. Now, getting laid isnt. I explode with him as my hungry pussy devours his cum. Our cum streams out of me. My hips raised, our cum flows through my bush, down my thighs and onto his still pulsating balls. His cock shakes one last time as I feel it begin to give way, still buried deep inside me. He grabs my head in his two massive hands and plants a thousand kisses all over my face. He slides out of me with a slightly painful yelp as I roll over to lay side by side with him. From behind me, his arm snakes under my head. Sunday morning we would either go by hotel van or cab to the ship. On the way back we arrived Sunday morning, cab back to the same hotel and take a flight back to New Jersey midday on Monday. I was paying all the bills. The only issue that came up was that Ronnie had to work on Monday and wanted to fly out on Sunday afternoon. Bob wanted the extra day but relented to stick with his woman. I booked the flights, cruise and hotels. Next, I thought we should all meet ahead of time since we’d be.