As I light it, I hear him working his shaft with lube, getting himself slick and ready. Exhaling a cloud of smoke, my breath catches as I feel his gre...sy tip press between my smooth butt cheeks and against my ass. Oh, I am in lust; he can't get into me quickly enough to satisfy me as I drag again, inhaling a white cloud of smoke and raising my hips some, into him.Once, twice more he presses into my tingling hole, and as I softly take another drag, he pushes through and the head pops into my. At night she had either pj's on or a long night shirt and she either put them on in closet or bathroom. Weeks went by and I had to go away for a weekend. With my mom taking care of them I knew they were safe. The first night in the hotel I pulled out the Ipad and started checking cameras. All was looking quiet and then I saw movement in Katie's room. I clicked on full screen view and saw she had one of her friends staying over. Wearing night shirts they played as normal girls would. Now and. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One," the CD finished counting and stopped. Farah woke up and looked all around her. She now knew what she must do, she has to call Sayed, invite him over and when he arrived, apologize to him and give herself to him as his slave. A part of her hated it but she had to make up for the way she acted to him and only slavery to him would compensate for it.Farah walked to her bag and picked up her cell phone. She dialed Sayed's number and waited until he picked. ’ I said quietly, folding my arms behind my head. Truthfully, it was an agonizing decision. To leave my life, and move away from my friends, had been difficult. She knew how hard it was, but we both knew that her career was taking off in the city, and my writing could be done anywhere. ‘I better be your favorite,’ I reminded her, one hand sneaking over her thighs, fingers creping down past her waist. She lay there for a second, then parted her legs. ‘You are my… um…favorite,’ She replied.