.My master greets me with a smile and a huge slap on my arse, with his sizeable hands, "You are a one hell of a slut Dee!" Thank you Master" Right, he...e's your stuff, go back to the diabled loos, get cleaned up and ready yourself for me, it appears you have more trade to service yet Dee" Yes Master"So, there I am, in a layby, outside the wagon of 2 guys that have just used me, going past a group that have just watched, to clean myself up, to continue my (Nice) ordeal, dressed as a slut with cum. " I didn't know you had a thing for white women. I guess this means you're going to be leaving me?"Jerome laughed. "Man, there's lots of chicks in here for you to pick from. Why don't you go talk to one of them?"Hank was taking another swig of his beer."No Jerome. I got the perfect little blonde like you described waiting for me at home tonight. I don't need to look for anyone one else." Why aren't you home banging it right now instead of standing here with me?"Hank glanced at his. Not a boyfriend”.“This is, well…” I tried to come up with an answer, but the technical manuals on my shelves weren’t offering one.Laura forced herself to look at me, and her eyes were blinking pleadingly. “Please, dad. I can’t ask anyone else, and I just want to know how it feels like. I promise I’ll keep my eyes closed, so I won’t see you naked or anything and it won’t be embarrassing.”“Right now? Just this one time?” I said without thinking, immediately wanting to strangle myself. Why had I. It did not come as a shock to Carol when Peter stated rather firmly "Idon't need no baby sitter" and that he was old enough to make it on hisown. She was too tired to argue with him. She told him that someonewould be supervising him until she returned at the end of summer orearly fall. Peter left the table saying that she had no right to dothis to him. He slammed his bedroom door knowing that it would piss heroff, went to his computer and pulled up a porn site. Carol's day seemed a total.