The date had been w/Kevin Costner. he loved to dress his girls in tight bike outfits, insisting they ride commando; no panties to protect you. he'd ma...e you ride for hours, always behind you... looking... really looking. and when he finally got you back home, he'd rip the ripe shorts off your trembling legs, throw you face down on the bed and toss your salad like it was his last musky meal on earth.all this remembering was making Taylor sweat more than the Tuscan sun. her nipples were now rock. "Good Morning class today we have a new student" our teacher said. "Hey my name is Sabrina and I'm from California" said the new k**. She then took a seat next to me. She looked at me a said "Do you live in Hollow Creek". "Yeah I do" I answered. "Cool can you show me what bus to get on after school" she asked. "yeah no problem" I responded. Sabrina was a cute girl stand at 5 feet 8inches she had a butterfly tattoo on the left side of her neck, her boobs were c cups, and she had a cute bubble. She craved that attention, which was as absent as her husband. The gaze of other men, seemed to ignite the fuse in her body. She will find her legs spreading and closing unknowingly, creating a pressure on her clitoris as she tried very hard to get back to her book. In most cases, it would end up with her picking her towel and heading home, so that she could strip out of her bikini and pleasure herself.That afternoon was no different; the culmination of afternoon heat, sexual tension and. " He did use a condom, right?" Definitely; I made it clear to him that until he owned me he could not put his cum in me."But in between, he didn't know what to do. He did a little groping, but that was it." You would be his first slave. Give him time, and he'll learn. As a matter of fact, you'd probably teach him how to be master."She wrinkled her nose. "I don't think I'd like that." Think about it. He'd be exactly what you want in a top."The slave pondered for a moment. "That might be nice,".