“This is hard for me, too.”“It’s hard for me!“ she hissed. Very deliberately she moved backward, sliding another inch of his prick into her ...ussy.“Don’t do something you’ll regret,” said Bob.She lowered her upper body and touched his nose with her own.“I don’t regret anything, except that my breasts aren’t doing what they’re supposed to.”“What you’re doing right now doesn’t have anything to do with your breasts,” he said.“Maybe it will help.”“Did you read that on the internet, too?”“No.”“I. Thank you both." She gave Debbie a hug, and thengave me one. Debbie, for once, looked more confused than I did. "But Ididn't-" I interrupted her. "You already gave us our present. You... keptquiet about some things." She shook her head. "I would have done that anyway." "Even so." She got an idea, I could see it happen. "Got it! I'll see you twotomorrow, if not sooner." "Julia, you don't-" She put a finger over my mouth. "I don't have to, but for you two,I want. ? I thought again about taking her virgin ass,as well as piercing and tattooing her, but this time I considered for the firsttime locking her pussy up tight so that only I had the key. Having a slut aroundis fun, but having a slave is much more personal.? It must only be me that chooses when and howher cunt was used, not her.? Allowing herto fuck any jock she wanted while she was not with me was something that wasabout to change. ?Ioffer you this collar, Irene,? I said officially.? ?If you. ..' he said, as he took a sip from his glass, eyeing me up and down. 'Oh, from the Hebrew?' I replied. 'Well, I'm an atheist, and you can testify that I'm not Jewish!' He laughed, and the tension that had filled the air dissipated. I wanted to ask him his name, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Instead, I asked what was his special request was that he had left hanging in the air from his last visit. He took a big gulp of his drink, sighed, and then said after we were finished with our.