She had felt him tighten his grip on her hips and bunch his muscles in preparation for the big thrust."You're more than that, though, aren't you, Mira...da? You're more than a cock sucking cum-whore, aren't you? You're Miranda Goss, hero of the track team, class president, and valedictorian, aren't you? You're not just some gutter slut, are you? You're better than that, aren't you?" Yes! Yes I am!" she agreed desperately."No you're not." he said quietly. "Not right now you're not. Right now. The heat from his cumming all but scorched her insides.“That’s what I mean,” she said. “That is indeed what I mean.”“Good, very good,” he said, as he rolled off of her gasping for breath.Settling in, if that’s what I was, was turning out to be super boring. I ate, I slept, and spent some time on my little nothing six by eight semi-patio reading, and that was it. My whole life boiled down to food, sleep and pulp fiction.I did have my $2K monthly to get by on. It was enough. It wasn’t like I. It easily slipped inside her sheath and as he started to manipulate her opening he noticed his finger becoming coated with a thick white fluid that looked very much like his own cum. "It looks like you have another boyfriend," he whispered in her ear.Laura stiffened and the rhythmic motion of her thighs on his finger froze. He kissed her taut breasts, moved his finger inside her, caressed the knot of her excitement and she responded to him once more. Doug moved over her, pinning her to the. His wife had also distance herself from any oral satisfaction. Hmmm story sounds familiar. I explained to AK that Mel was controlled by me. She was married but was not happy with her sex life, just like all of us. She would do anything I told her to do and since I was the sharing type, if he played his cards right, we could pass her around as we needed her. AK was good with the rules I had presented him so I had him setup a meetup with Mel. They would meet at a bar and if Mel felt comfortable.