I hope I don't let myself nor Master down.The car arrives I step in to it "hello slut" I turn to answer and slap! On my leg don't look at me you worth...ess piece of shit, Sorry Sir is all I wimpered as we drove off.After an hour Master stopped the car kneel on the seat and show me your arse slut, as I turned over he slapped the cheek and congratulated me on marking easily, then he hit me again and again till my cheeks were red. I then felt something hard on the crack of my arse it was being. A giant smile became his face, where his lips, and eyebrows went up, and every single tooth on his top, and bottom rows showed. It was only fair, sense I got to see his cock. My shorts, and panties were kept down, and the question became uttered once again. "Truth or dare, Mr. Gladwell?" I pondered. "Dare," he simply replied. "I dare you to fuck me. Right here, right now," I told him, as my hand caressed his leg. That dare couldn't be resisted, as he found me to be quite a fox. My right hand. "I know that I don't!" Tomas said, and Mara agreed without hesitation."Well then," I said, and giving my cock some slow strokes, "you're about to be fucked by a real man!"Tomas didn't object to what I said at all. In fact, he seemed to agree with me on that!Mara's pussy was very beautiful and totally free of hair. She looked even younger than the age she had told me she was. However, Tomas had not prepared her for the much bigger cock I was about to give his wife, and so she and I as time went. She was terribly thankful to her sister for giving her permission to just give in to Mr. Anderson when he came to her in her dreams, and now she was sleeping so much better. So with Tara around she could make contact with the part of the experience that was a fun, exciting adventure.Cyrus woke and stretched, having slept fairly well. But when a few of his dreams came back to him, his heart pounded and he burned with shame. He'd screwed Melanie once early in the night, and then Tara. That was.