Soon they were on their way out to Deerfield. April luxuriated in the leather upholstery and the feel of the car. She said it was the most beautiful c...r she had ever been in. Jan grinned and said nothing. As they drove, Jan said, "April, I guess Dan probably told you that Cindy is my slave. Did he tell you why?" No, ma'am ... Jan, he didn't. He said you or Cindy or both probably would." Jan, I was a prostitute until I got married. How that happened is another story. Anyway, my biggest customer. She just objected to it being expected of her, particularly from some overweight sweaty lump whose breath smelt like a grease pit. Some people had no respect for themselves. Was it any wonder they had no respect for anything else?Jeni sat on her duffle, letting her mind drift as she waited for the sound of traffic. The day was perfect: sun warm, a gentle breeze wafting the aroma of nature — leaves, grasses and blossom — to her. She remembered trying to describe this smell to a tightass in a. He jumped at every little noise. His eyes darted around the room as if seeking some dire threat. He reached his desk and sat down. In a shaky voice, he said, “The horrors.”Susan slinked into the class and sat down at her desk with a purr. She looked over at Jerry, licked her lips, and said, “I’ve tasted blood and I like it.”“I need to heal,” Jerry said looking at her without moving his neck.“Don’t take too long,” Susan said. She checked out her fingernails and added, “With These Chains I Bound. I slid both my hands inside her top, feeling her boobs directly as she was not wearing any bra. I removed her top completely to squeeze both her melons, fusing them to bring them together.She turned her face to her right, and we kissed passionately. She leaned back a bit onto me and kept her left hand caressing my hairs at the back of the head and her right hand massaging my dick over the shorts. Our kiss was very intimate, locking our tongues as deep inside as we could.I was biting her lower.