’ ‘No,’ John said. ‘Don’t do that. You’ll meet the right guy someday.’ ‘But I’ve just started college!’ Angie Potter explained. �...I don’t plan on marrying till after graduate school!’ ‘I know it’s tough, Angie. I went through it–am going through it–myself. I don’t go out much, but I still have the same pressures.’ He paused. ‘I . . . I sometime wish I could get married temporarily, so I could have sex morally for a few years, then get divorced if one of us met someone we really loved.’ He. “Yeah but it has to be quick I have a date,” he said with a shy grin as he placed fifty dollars in tens on the counter. After counting the money I dropped to my knees to unzip his jeans. As I pulled his pants and boxers down around his ankles I eyed up his semi-erect cock and the freshly shaven balls. I wrapped my hand around his cock and started to gently stroke it. As his cock hardened to its full eight inches I lowered my head and began to gently lick his balls. I stroked faster as I started. He felt her cunt clenching his cock tightly as he watched her perfect body ride him, her head thrown back, her long dark hair swinging from side to side, and he tugged her nipples harder.She cried out in pleasure, then Charlotte reached in with the vibrator and pushed it into Madison's crotch. She grabbed it, and pressed it against her clit, gasping at first contact. She was already beginning to lose it, and John began to thrust his hips up and down, not wanting to be left behind, but that was. " she said, "I don't know how much you know about sexual domination, so I'll explain a bit while we get ready." She sat down her riding crop and walked over to the wardrobe and unlocked it with a key that she must have gotten before she came in. As she looked around inside she continued talking, "You are my submissive slave for as long as I want. So you are going to follow my rules, and you will suffer much less pain. Rule number one," she listed, "Always address me as Mistress. Number two, do.