Telling me what a good little bitch I was taking care of her like this. I was doing my best to please her, and it seems like a while, before she said ...I bet you want to taste my pussy now, to which I replied "Yes" and she said I hadn't earned it yet. she turned and said if I wanted to lick her pussy I had to first lick her ass. and with no warning she had put her ass in my face. So I devoured her ass, licking and probing my tongue in and out and she moaned and was really enjoying it, I thought. She smiled at me but made no attempt to contact. She danced with him and visited with his friends and left with him.On our next date which ended in bed as usual, I mentioned that I had seen her in the bar. She smiled and said, “Yes, I enjoy the place.”I pressed the issue. “It looked like you had a date with you.”She matter-of-factly replied, “I go out with him regularly just like I do you.”My cock was still embedded her as I continued my questioning, “And do those dates end up like this?”“Of. Her juices began to flood down her pussy, glazing Shawn’s cock and mixing with Elliot’s cum in the process. She felt as though she was going to collapse on top of Shawn; however Robert’s cock was acting as some sort of support beam as it stuffed her mouth. Panting from her orgasm, she straightened her back again allowing Michael to begin thrusting once more. His hands started to separate her ass, making it easier for his cock to glide in and out of her tight, newly deflowered asshole. His pace. Make yourself useful for once." The tone he used was as flat as it had always been and his piercing gaze looked at you as a whole instead of trying to form eye contact. Maybe he had one last good look so he could remember you. After all, avoiding a tan during a summer heat, on an open field no less, was impossible. And if his threat of field work holds true, you may finally know what being muscular is like. If everything goes according to his plans, the current scrawny you would be completely.