Once again, I shook off the thought and continued to film them with Steven pounding away inside her cunt. She sounded like a wild animal fucking its m...ate. Steven continued pounding away on her pussy even slapping her sweet bottom making it quite red and possibly a bit sore, but Anna was really into it and didn’t object to the spanking, clearly enjoying the sensations of gentle pain. This carried on for about twenty minutes when Steven had a massive orgasm, dumping another load of his semen deep. We shopped for new clothes, shoes and make-up, and spent hours experimenting with make up and hairstyles. We walked hand in hand to Hennepin, two sistah ho's on the town. The next ten days passed quickly. "Tricks all night, kicks all day." Daylene called it.But I was on a collision course with reality. School would resume in a few days, and my ho'in would have to become, at most, a weekend activity, as my studies would fill my days and nights. And then there was Jon. I really needed and liked. .." he tried a counter-offer, running his hands through the soft silk of her long hair. "Heaven knows you deserve it." Mmm, that does sound delicious. But I think I'll save it for some other night - please? Just for tonight, I'd like to take charge of things. Please, baby, please?"A smile quirked at his lips, his heart lightening with joy. How could he resist her when she looked at him like that? And she'd called him baby in that sweet, playful voice. Of course he relented. His resolve didn't. I'd read about that in Seventeen andCosmopolitan, but to see it live, and now I also knew what it was like tobe the 'other' girl. What the heck happened in the week between a niceovernight trip to Chicago and a new Monday?Father allowed me to drive one of his pickups. I don't know why I thinkthat's funny, but I'm certainly not one of those farm girls who wear jeansand plaid shirts. I'm more a gingham sundress type of gal. At least that'swhat Mother says. And that's the kind of clothes I prefer.