She was going to have to beg me to bury my thickness deep in her pussy before I would do so. She likes to be talked dirty to but rarely talks like a s...ut back. Tonight she was going to have to if she was going to get what she desperately need, and what I needed to prevent me from doing something else to release my growing explosion! I sent her one last text letting her know I would be leaving the office in 30 minutes or so. To my amazement when I got home, she had for once done as she was. “I saved money from my babysitting jobs to pay for the piercing and plain silver training studs.”“Do you have anything else pierced besides your ears?” asked Katie.“No, I don’t. I don’t have any tattoos either,” confirmed Rockie.“Jen has a tattoo,” said Cile.“I know. I saw it.”“Why don’t you have any tattoos?” asked Cile.“It’s just my personal choice. My skin is darker than Jen’s and I can’t imagine anything that I would want permanently tattooed onto my body.”“Not even JR’s name or initials?”. Finally she asked, “What does Frederick say? Is he happy with his wife’s appearance?”“I don’t know about his wife,” Paula replied casually, “but he can’t get enough of his latest mistress and newest prostitute.” Then with a wonderful grin she added, “Both of them are me.”Then her face appeared to fall and she shook her head sadly. “Poor Fred! The problem is, he’s always broke, the poor thing.” Then with the happiest gleam in her eye she said proudly, “But I’m not!”Then in a confiding voice she. She pushed her face in the pillow, muffling her scream as she came hard.She laid there, with her ass in the air, the vibrator having fallen from her ass without her hand."John, you little perv," she thought, "I'm going to fuck you till you squeal!"That was her final thought as she drifted off to sleep.She began to make her plan come together. First she needed the right toy. She looked online for a good strap on to use. It wasn't hard to find what she needed. Restraining herself from buying the.