When she had helped him wedge the music teacher into her closet she had taken a good look at Rich's amused face. If it wasn't for the differences in o...r age, she had thought, we might have gotten together anyway. And when he had stripped the housecoat from her body again, his knuckles grazing her shivering tits, she had thought, If he wasn't so crass, I might even do all these nasty things willingly. The ex-Marine had shoved her onto the bed and crawled after her, his muscled shoulders flexing. . I know it's silly to say this about someone I just met, but I feel loved, I feel accepted, I feel wanted and desired. You've taken every kinky, weird thing I've ever dreamt of and given it to me and been okay with all of it. You've fucked me, sucked me, done everything to me but stick the kitchen sink up my butt and you haven't said it was time for me to leave yet." That's good, precious, I want you to hold on to those feelings, I have something I want to ask you and I think you'll need. It didn't seem to bother her or stop her from talking to me. We talked so much that we lost track of time and only stopped because Ernie, the bartender, announced last call. We had one more drink and prepared to leave. I offered to walk her to her car. When we got there, she told me that she only stops here on Mondays and Wednesday. She wanted to talk some more, but she didn't want to cause problems with my golf group. I agreed to stop by on Wednesday. She said that would be nice and that she. Soon a crowd had gathered, hands exploring her body, breasts, arse, cunt. One guy was massaging her clit, soon his other hand slipped into her well-used cunt. Her nipple rings were pulled, tugged maneuvering them into unnatural positions. Stretching them well away from her chest. Soon a finger was entering her arse. Slut was beginning to moan softly “Do not cum slut until Mistress gives permission” The crowd gathered around slut was growing, I couldn’t even see the bar although there was no.