Day after day I kept thinking about how her warm wet pussy felt wrapped around my cock while the feel of a sexy thong rubbed against my asshole.I came...home one day to find my mom was packing a bag. I asked her what she was doing and she told me that she was going out for the weekend to visit an old friend from high school. I asked if I could have come along as well but mom told me that it would be boring for me if I did and this way I would actually have the freedom to dress up if I wanted to.. Higher-pitched than his old one, with a lilting cadence and a hint of a childish lisp. Barris had no idea why she should sound like, like, like such a sexy, air-headed bimbo. But she did."I kinda like it," she said out loud and kicked her feet in the air and giggled. Then she lay for awhile and played with herself again until once more she felt the pangs of hunger. "I'm really hungry, now." She tried a pout, sat up and looked at herself in the mirror. Then stood up for a better. My Master and Mistress took off their clothes in the entrance-way and then I had a dog collar put on my neck and was attached to a leash for parading into the living room. I was led to the centre of the room and presented by my Master saying "Friends, here is our slut, Sandy, who we have brought for your enjoyment tonight. He can service any man or any woman and is capable of cumming 4 or 5 times in a row before he needs some recharge time. We will bring him around the room and you can choose. I spoke in a pleasant but matter of fact voice, hoping to pull her out of her despair over the tire, "Hard to fix something like that? Do you have spare?"The dirty blond looked up at me. Mascara streaked the pretty features of her face along with the glistening tracks of many tears. She talked and sobbed simultaneously: "No ... spare ... no ... money. I'm done for."I thought for a moment and looked around. About a block away I could see the sign for an auto and truck center. Almost in answer to.