Cyn is "a turn around & look at that would ya" blonde who loves Dave and loves sex. She is tall, long legged and hour-glass figured with a walk that p...actically screams “come fuck me!” She’ll do nearly anything to please Dave as long as sex is involved. Dave and Cyn have an agreement which allows her to satisfy her desires as long as her ventures don’t cause Dave any undue stress. They call it a treaty because Dave is enough Indian to receive benefits but won’t apply. They live smack in the. At first we were at it two or three times a day as well as many of the nights, and I was eating like a dray horse trying to keep up my strength and stealing naps when I could, but now we had scaled back our activities to daily couplings in the mid-morning or late afternoon which almost always lasted an energetic hour or so. He usually was home for his supper on Saturday so we had started swiving shortly after breakfast as part of our morning chores, and she pushed me off when she heard the big. It was almost impossible to grasp that these girls were actually slaves. Who could be ordered about, punished, made to do what you wanted. At least, Quentin could do all that. Havers ran his tongue over his pale lips - a nervous habit - and ran his sweaty palms down the side of his trousers. Well, the boss had promised him some ‘perks’, hadn’t he? Now he was wondering, already, how long he would have to wait. And which one would he have first? Either would do admirably! My God . . . yes . . .. I totally forgot about her and Keith being an item so I walked over to her whispered in her ear and said I was sorry. Kristen got up and performed well and right after she hugged me. Our breasts rubbed together then she went in for a kiss. I backed off and it seemed she was hurt by it so I kissed her. I could taste Keith’s cum as I continued to kiss her. The passion from Kristen as we were kissing was over powering. This was my first time kissing a girl and Kristen was pushing all my buttons. I.