That is a great power. I would even like to fuck for money. Find a guy off the street, collect $300-$500 just to dress up like a sexy girl and get fuc...ked in my ass. Who wouldn’t? Easy money.Something I fantasize about and probably the biggest turn on would be if I could get a rich man to fly me to him. All expenses paid. Where I could buy whatever I want, be alone in his million dollar home, access to anything I wanted and all I had to do is be his bitch for the weekend, plus getting paid for. This day had been greatly anticipated by my Husband. The birth of his third child had taken place. It is every man’s dream to have sons to carry on the family name, however for him, his was to have a daughter as well. How he hopes for a daughter that he could lavish with finest fashions, furnishings, toys, but most of all with all the love in his heart. I remember hearing him as he paces outside the door of the room where I am in the pains of childbirth. I know that he has heard my cries of. She shuddered again."Say no, and I'll give you your robe and your towel. You go your way, I'll go mine, and we'll agree to pretend this never happened, never mention it again. I'll pack my stuff and leave the campground, let you have the rest of the weekend to yourself. You have my word." He paused to let this sink in.After a moment, he spoke again. "Say yes, and for the next thirty-six hours, you are mine, to do with as I please. Anything and everything I please. After that, we go back to our. I go to lower myself onto to his cock, and he stops me, “Not until you ask nicely.” He says with that devilish smile. He continues to slide the tip back and forth against the outside of my pussy making me gasp every time he does. I lean forward and run my tongue across his lips; he opens his mouth and I bite his lip. “Please may I have your cock?” I ask with urgency Our tongues intertwine as he brings my pussy down slowly onto his cock. I let out a moan as he slide into me. We continue to kiss.