I wonder what she has in mind for this evening.Darren napped throughout the flight home. Pleasant thoughts coursed through his dreams as he remembered...back to some of their previous fantasy dates. The last one was especially fun.He still couldn't understand her giving up a forfeit just so she could talk afterward. He opened his eyes as the plane began to descend. The talk had actually been good. She was worried about the fantasy stuff and the promises they made at the beginning. Damn that. He began to fuck my mouth, shoving his cock in until the point I began to gag. He would hold it there for a moment, saying 'suck it Katie, suck it good.' After a couple of minutes of repeating that, he said he knew what would help. He pushed me up and slid his body onto the desk in front of me. I knew what he wanted. I quickly bent back over placing my hands on either side of his legs; Dave was pacing himself, not wanting to cum to quickly. His big cock was standing straight up and he. "You're very pretty you know."Please don't do this to me now! "Thank you." I sipped from my glass, feeling a hot flush sweeping up to wash across my face."But then I expect you hear that all the time?" His gaze returned to my blouse."Yes... I mean NO!" Do you have a boyfriend?"WHAT!?My prayers were answered at that precise moment because much to my relief Gregg was dragged off to join in a knobbly-knees contest some of the girls were organising. It was quite funny watching all the lads roll up. Her father, her mother, her brothers, her friends, she would never see any of them again. She continued to loudly sob until the door opened and the drow priestess from earlier stepped from the other room not too happy (and not too dressed) to have to deal with this new pain of a slave. She rushed over too Kayla seething with rage and landed a heavy slap across her face, knocking her to the ground. Kayla looked up with tears in her eyes and didn’t realize that her legs had fallen open. A wicked.