"I wish I wasn't..." Taylor sighed.Arriving at Great Aunt Agnes' mansion was as much a trip as the trip upfrom Taylor's house had been. She was part o... the wealthy side of thefamily, so she could afford to live in a mansion surrounded by othermansions. Taylor and his folks had visited once or twice a year everyyear, and it was always the same experience. Taylor would wander aroundthe house as Aunt Agnes and his parents talked, and Taylor spent theentire time bored out of his skull. The. We walked the short distance to the toilet block. Outside the entrance to the 'ladies' I told her to wait while I checked out the 'men's'. I walked along and went in. The glory hole was between the last two booths, and I could see that the door to the last one was closed. I walked across and went just inside the adjoining booth. The glory hole was about nine or ten inches square, cut into the thin panel wall, and at a glimpse I could see that the guy had his pants down around his ankles, his. ’ He began thrusting again, going deep in and bringing his head back to her lips. Every time he thrust in, she felt her lips spread, wrap around his shaft, and take him deep. She lay there, taking him, clutching the top sheets of the bed. His thrusts got deeper, harder, faster. Her nipples were hard, and she began to play with them while he thrust deeper and deeper. His cock was getting harder inside her, his thrusts deeper, his moans louder. She felt her orgasm coming on, stronger than the. ..and I swallower it all. He then looked into my eyes and said "good slut, now, let's go inside where I have a gift for you".I obediently followed him into the house and into his bedroom. He handed me a box and when I opened it, saw it was a pink choker with the words "Damon's Slut" written in silver. I didn't know what to think...but began shaking in excitement again.He took the choker out of the box and put it on my neck. It was a perfect fit. He stood back a bit, and looked at.