I just want to feel your pussy." She says "no....mmmm ok but only a few pumps." I couldnt believe my luck, I knew I wasnt going to just do a few pumps....She takes her shorts and panties off and her pussy is soaking wet. I finger her a little and proceed to put my cock in. She lets out a soft groan of pleasure and I get to work on that pussy. Fucking her furiously so she has no chance to say, thats it. She starts moaning and my car starts rocking back and forth as the windows fog up. I grab her. I unbuckled the collar and dangled it at the end of the leash.“You aren’t a submissive; you aren’t a slave; and you aren’t a pet,” I said. “You don’t need a collar and a leash.”“Do you hate me?” she asked.“No. Actually I’m rather fond of you.”“Really?”“Yes. But I’m not going to have another sadomasochistic orgy with you and/or anyone else.”“That’s mean,” she laughed.“What do you really want, Rio?” I asked.“What does everybody want? Love. Fulfillment. A little pain.”“Why the pain?”“You’ll. For the record, she turned out to be one of my current wife's best friends and on a sad note, she's since passed away ( God rest her soul) Please leave your comments, thank you. Ok here goes. Due to my age at the time, I will just give the approximate years this occurred and you can do the math if you want. I'm currently 49 years old and back in 1977, my dad got a really good job so we were able to buy a home rather than rent. It was in a small community, mostly older couples with k**s alot. 1 reservation: Tiffany Smith & Samantha Smith.”“Okay that’s good but how do I get there?”The computer was now experiencing an error. The connection to the reservation network was making it think Samantha was a pet even though she was currently speaking to it. Finally after a timing out error it gave the only answer that made sense to it.“Pet accommodations.”“Pet accomidations?”The machine started to state “pet accommodations: one crate in cargo..”“No I know that I mean how do ‘I’ use.