. . Oh, damn, I’m wanting his fuckjuice . . . I love sucking cock so much and Master knows it . . . My husband’s probably going crazy, wondering w...hat’s happened to me . . . Ooooo, Big Willie! . . . deepfucking my mouth . . . my lips so stretched . . .Ohhh, I’m drooling slobber all over everything! . . . He must think I’m a real slut . . . Oh dear . . . I am a real slut . . . Sucking him off less than five minutes after meeting him . . . And loving it! . . . Letting a man dominate me who won’t. When she came out, John had to take a double take. Caitlyn, who is about 5′ 4′ tall and weighs about 115 pounds, was dressed in short shorts and a small halter top. She looked to be about 34b 23 34. She has medium length black hair and piercing black eyes with long lashes. She is not beautiful but quite pretty in a girl next door kind of way. She noticed John staring at her and said ‘I work over at Twisted Peaks. At least I make somewhat of a living there. I am trying to save to go to school. "I know. Thanks for the help with the prints. I'll see you at the show Friday." She grinned."Yep. I would say that I'd be the suicidal looking guy in the corner, but it's an art show. There's bound to be a dozen of them." Whatever, smart ass. It's gonna be a blast. You just don't want to admit it."* * *Every couple of days Amy sent another photo. Never anything actually nude. But all sexy, suggestive, and inviting. Never showing her face, or anything that would give a clue as to who took the. Your moans became even more passionate. I held you tightly as I kissed your neck and then your face. When I kissed your lips once more, your mouth was like a firestorm, our breathing became ragged. I held your bottom in both hands, pulling you closer to me. I felt the thin strip of silk in your thong. I was getting hard, and I pressed against your tummy. I looked into your eyes once again. The look you gave me said “YES.” I took your hand and picked up our shoes with the other and we.