“Kyle, you don’t actually mean you would want me to...”“And why not? You’re my bitch-whore and I can do anything I want with you. And right ...ow I need money and you’re my ticket to paying off those poker IOUs.”“But ... but...”He started thinking aloud. ‘Let’s see four to five tricks a night. A hundred per. It may take a little while but at least I can quickly put some cash in their hands. That ought to keep them off my back.”“Kyle, you can’t possibly think I would...”“You’ll do what you’re. "He's gotten taller, hasn't he?" Aunt Helen asked Jeanne with a merry giggle."A little," Jeanne smiled back at her. "More support for his swelled head."Everybody had a good laugh at my expense, and Jeanne collected a hug and a kiss from her other aunt as well. Uncles Ted and Bill came over with handshakes for me and kisses for Jeanne, and then Aunt Ruth turned to her other guests, a handsome couple in their late twenties or early thirties."Jeff and Sheila Jenkins," she said, "I'd like you to. .. she needed pain sex, so he wasn't concerned about being gentle. He brutally thrust into her and began pumping.The screams of pain that escaped around the ball gag normally would have caused him to stop immediately, but somehow he knew that she needed - if not wanted - this. So, despite the fact that she was sobbing heavily into the ball gag, he stayed in place on top of her. He continued pumping in and out of her ass while she wailed beneath him for several minutes. Then suddenly, she. I moan into his mouth as he kisses me. I become wetter thinking about his hard cock deep inside pleasuring me.My Master's mouth leaves mine as he pulls off his shirt. I smile and wait patiently to see the rest of his body, all mine to see. Unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down along with his boxers, I see what I want so bad; my mouth watering at the sight. Setting me further onto my desk he lines up his cock to my slit grinning at me, "Pet, how much do you want my cock?" he says as he.