He was fucking her like a slut and she loved it. She loved feeling the wildness flowing from him. All the wildness he'd kept inside for a lifetime. It...was hers. He was hers. And she was his."You wanted me to own you. You've been acting like a tease and a slut for months." He had slowed his pace, and his voice vibrated through her body, forcing her to pay attention. He yanked her hair so she was nearly upright and whispered into her ear, "How does it feel for me to fuck you like a slut?"She. Helpless to use her hands, I controlled how much dick she could taste, then moved to let her feel my swollen balls brush her lips.I returned to her pussy - now it was time for me to get serious! I slid her thong off, temporarily untying her legs, then tied her back up in a spread position. I traced up one thigh, across her lips, and down her other thigh with my surprise, a mink cuff. Delicately tickling her outer lips, she opened her thighs to reveal her moist core, her pink clit already. I wore used clothes that she bought at the charity stores and played with the few toys that she also got there. I never really realized how bad we had it as it was all that I had ever known. Mom looked older than she really was and she wore old clothes like me. She was 5'4" and weighed 160 pounds. She had big boobs but they no longer had a good shape like the younger girls and women. I knew that Mom made some extra money sometimes by letting men come to the house and go to bed with her. . Actually, it was the three bedroom ocean view penthouse. It came with every luxury imaginable. There was an open plan great room, a dining area, a private lanai with a barbecue, and a view of the ocean that was spectacular and overwhelming.Looking around the place, Andrew said, "Dave really did a good job with the arrangements." Can the project afford this?" Cat asked sounding worried."He says it can," Andrew said with a smile.Raven peeked in one of the bedrooms. There were twin beds in it. She.