“Becky I know I told you that you could ride to Buffalo with me but I’ve been thinking and I couldn’t live with myself if I dropped you off by y...ourself and something happened to you. I’m not sure where I will be heading to next as my loads kind of dictate that but you are more than welcome to ride along with me for as long as you want and I’ll try to get you to Arizona to be with your parents.” She looked at me more a moment in disbelief and then looked around the truck. “There is a top bed up. I had been looking at a lot more porn than usual lately, and I was always drawn to the cum shot and blow job sections of the sites I frequented.Being only average sized myself, I was practically mesmerized looking at giant cocks, and watching them being devoured by willing mouths. I wondered how it would feel to have one grow in my mouth, how the precum seeping out of it would taste, and more importantly, if I could make one explode down my throat. But most of all, I was curious if I would have. " We were now working together as a team; each partner's effort intensifying their own and each other's pleasure. As I thrust my massive thick cock in and out of her creamy vagina, her feminine cistern sang back to me in a language of gripping contractions, and viscous, smooth muscle massage. Every cell in her body feels alive and tuned to this new, powerful frequency, and she desired only that this volcanic bliss should continue forever. My grunts and heavy breathing in her ear play. . Her eyes fluttered closed as the scene played in her mind.I backed up against a wall. Alexandra explained it to me. I was so weak and willing, unable to resist. I wanted it. I needed it. To be a slut, in her pen... She stopped suddenly as she felt her hands behind her neck. The soft lace gently surrounded her throat.Oh god, I almost closed it.She threw it away and ran into the bathroom, sobbing.Cassandra walked through her mansion to her pen, looking in on all of her house slaves. She made.