She whispered, “Now what?” as quietly as she could muster. Amber pulled away from our kiss, and rested her cheek on my chest as she smiled at Step...anie and said, “Now, the three of us need to wash off.” I wondered how long she had been planning this, but was more than happy to play along at this point. I turned around and faced Stephanie, then placed both hands just below her tiny ass. She sighed as I leaned over and kissed her neck, then let out a giggle as I lifted her up into my arms. Amber. "Of that, I have no doubt. For now, just know that you've become my very own slut, and I'll have your tongue whenever I want it," I dictated.Getting ready to leave, I added, "One last thing: unless we're around other people, you will call me Mistress. I want you to acknowledge who's in charge now, Captain." Seriously?" she questioned, still thinking she could control this."Don't pretend you didn't love licking my twat," I said, "I can see through your pretentious façade. You loved it, and. ”“But don’t you want your mom at opening night?”“Well, it’s gonna be a big flop and I’d rather you guys came Saturday instead of Friday. I couldn’t think of any other way to kind of tell Mom and you not to come to opening.” She shook her head and smiled as if it were the most logical thing in the world.I glanced at my cell phone for the time and stood up.“I need to get to work so I’m back in time for the barbecue this evening.” She looked at me skeptically.“You’re going to work looking like. My balls slapping her pussy with strength. She reached for the edges of the table knocking the plates to the floor. I held her hips tightly and pounded my cock hard inside her bowels. At one point she looked back at me and I could see in her face she was enjoying the pounding but it also hurt a bit. A single tear rolled down her cheek as moans and crying mixed. This of course made me even harder. And fuck her with hard slamming thrusts. The table moving across the floor with every stroke..