Slowly moving down her front, I kiss lick and suck her beautiful breasts, her nipples rigid with arousal, the smell of her sex now filling the room an... making my heart pound even harder. I move once again towards her vulva … “Oh no you don’t,” she growls in a sex-fuelled voice, followed by that sweet little giggle, “it’s my turn to take control now” and with huge energy Sarah whips herself from under me, rolls me onto my back and sits on my lower abdomen whilst staring into my eyes. What hubby. I love you whore,Mistress PamThe one thing that always upsets me is when she talks about me making money so she can go to college. I’ll never go get more education because she made me into a whore. Oh, I might have to go to college, but it won’t be so I can learn more. It will be for Mistress Pam to make more money from my body. She would; probably take me out of high school when she graduates and make me go to college with her, but only to be her whore. She could sell me to all the college. “You want to be on top?” he asked softly.“Can I?” she gasped.“Yes,” he said.Her hands slipped out of the ropes and he helped with her feet. She got on her hands and knees as he scooted under her. Almost frantically, she squatted, and sank down on him. Immediately she leaned forward, dangling a pear shaped breast in his face, and her hips went crazy, moving her clit against the base of his prick.She couldn’t get enough, moving unceasingly through four orgasms, moaning and crying and kissing him,. It became our dirty little secret.”“Don’t forget to tell them about the night we were wrestling.” I reminded Cindy.“I’m getting to that. Now be quiet and let me tell it my own way. It was a Saturday night and both of our parents had gone out for the evening. We were safely locked in at Cat’s house and in the bedroom having a pillow fight which would not have been allowed if Cat’s parents had been home.”“We were kneeling on the bed laughing and pummeling each other unmercifully when Cat gave me.