I wanted more. But who was I to ask?His breath on my skin, his cock pressing against my butt. Hard, warm. Carefully I leaned against it, shifted my hi... that he moved, slid right in the crack between my butt cheeks. One hard push and he could bury it deep inside me, fill me, fuck me.David chuckled, let his hands travel on to my small tits, played with the hard nipples. Rubbing my nipples with his thumbs he pressed himself hard against my back. And let go, stepped back.I opened my eyes again. He. “Good” then he said then hung up. I was worried about making sure that he was happy with me. For some reason I always want to please Rick. The next day I went to Rick’s house. How many times had I come here to be taken by Rick, trained by him to be a slut? I couldn’t count. How many more times would I come here? I let myself in and Rick was there sitting on the couch waiting for me. He got up and walked towards me, with that look that meant he was liking what he saw. I wore a halter. I had a pair of sandals on too, and my usually wavy hair was straightened. Taylor looked magnificent. Her dress was a plain white summer dress, loose enough that it only hinted at what was underneath, but not so billowy as to make her look fat. She had heels on that made her even taller, but they made her legs look phenomenal. The dress was barely long enough to cover any of her legs at all. The real reason we took so long to leave was that we went to Kerris room to pregame. There was a keg. "I emptied your pockets into a bag and put all your things inthe trunk of your car, just like your wife told us to." Where are my keys?" In the trunk with your wallet and stuff."I stood there stunned and asked, "Maria must have left me a dress, wehave a party to go to. I can't go in just panties and bra. Where in heckis the dress?" There is no dress or slip the box contained just what you have on. Ourinstructions were to give you the beauty treatments you paid for, throwaway your male clothes,.