‘Relax and let me love you — all of you.’ I slid my hand down her chest, and caressed the still-angry scar that crossed her abdomen several inch...s below her navel. I still hadn’t seen it good, as I was concentrating on Madeleine and her luscious lips. Soon my hand naturally gravitated down between her legs, to the moist, hot valley that lay slightly open for me. I found her clitoris and slowly circled it with my finger, and Madeleine responded audibly, as well as physically, opening her legs. My body totally relaxed, my mind concentrated on feeling my mouth andthroat as they were being stretched and filled repeatedly with cock. Iloved the way I felt when I let myself go like this, just enjoy the feelingof what was being done to me, loving the thought of being the one to beused.After he came in my mouth, the girls had me open my mouth so they could seehis cum. What a turn on, especially showing the two I went out with.Two more guys came up together right away and had me kneel as they. “I hope it is private if I follow you home, Sir,” she said. I chuckled at this, said good bye and signed off. Then it hit me. She wanted some privacy…. My mind raced as I thought about what she meant by that. Her latest pics have been full nudes (not at my request) in various submissive poses showing me things I have wanted her to do or things she wanted me to do to her. She had also sent me emails of fantasies of being collared by me in public. Interesting to me, but not something I thought. He never laid a hand on her. I think she would've killed him. She was an animal in bed, and out of it, too. Instead, he insulted her. He cussed her out in front of the kids, whenever he spoke to her: bitch, slut, whore, cunt. She was all of these, but he didn't have to get the kids involved.Tammy was 33 years old, when we met at work. I was 24. After a long night of heavy drinking and smoking pot, she drove me home. I had no problem convincing her to come up to my apartment. We were both drunk..