” “Then do it…Whore.” Her eyes locked onto his at the word. “Whore.” He repeated He knew he had struck a chord with her. “Whore. Fu...king whore. You want to cum, don’t you, you little cumslut whore?” She nodded. “You like that word, don’t you-whore?” “Yes.” The word came trembling out, her eyes never leaving his. “Tell me you’re my whore…my dirty little whore.” She stared at him for a few seconds, her hand still in her crotch, and then whispered, “I’m your dirty fucking whore.” “And. Leah jerked forward, but gravity caused her ass to return and, as it did, it swallowed his entire cock. He kept slapping her on the ass, but the strokes were lighter - only love-pats now - and she hardly noticed them in the continuing delight of her ecstasy."Yes, yes, yes," she whined, over and over and over, as her asshole sucked voraciously around the thrusting shaft of his hard cock."Ohhh, fuck, yeah!" Conrad gasped, and as he reached the point of no return he jettisoned his sperm into her. "Honestly, how would you react if this handsome older man suddenly appeared in front of you, professing utter devotion, calling you an Angel and treating you like a demigod?" I asked, ready to pour my heart out. Well, maybe not my heart—I always disliked guys who gushed—but at least I gave voice to my fears."Honey," she drawled in a fake Southern accent, "he'd better call me 'Angel' if'n he knows what's good for 'im." I couldn't help but laugh at her confident, sassy response—presented with. " Evacuating a space ship twenty-three light years from earth?" I sighed. "What's the point? Chin doing the Playboy thing?" No," Rio smiled. "They didn't ask her, so far as I know." Oh, she's gonna be mad. Don't say anything." I won't. Then tonight, dinner with..." I won't be making dinner," I shook my head. "Whatever you've got tonight, cancel it." You've got a meeting with the people from Mayo, the teleconference..." Reschedule it," I told her. "I'm unavailable tonight." Why?" she looked at.