When he felt her pussy walls relax a bit, he knew it was time to begin. He looked down at the girl on the bed before him. "Now, Miss Cunningham, I am ...going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before! I am going to turn this tight little cunt of yours into my own personal playground. I suggest you find something to grab on to before your world spins away!"This was no idle threat or false bravado on his part. He knew how good he was and what his cock could do for–and to–a woman. And this. She stood up on the bed they wore out as they had fucked until the motor of the vibrator burned out. "How this for a part of my act?" she leaped on the other bed standing over him."Oh little Buttercup, sweet little Buttercup," she belted it out as loud as she could singing the tune perfectly but making up the words. "Little Buttercup has no man to love and no man loves Little Buttercup. Little Buttercup has this," she put her hands behind her head and swung her hips. "But the man has no. He promised Jake that I would wear a slutty dress. I was a little nervous. Daddy had never been so explicit about me before. I didn’t wear a sluttly dress to the bar that night, which actually ended up working out for everyone’s benefit. We went to this real skanky strip joint. The girls are not the best, but the bar was very conducive for overt, naughty behavior. Daddy kept saying I was the best girl in there, but it wasn’t true. The bartender was a cute little Thai girl named Natalie. We all. I didn't mind spending fifty bucks on a house-warming gift. I'd just made about $10,000 in commission on the house she bought. I was celebrating, too!I stopped back home to check my messages. There was a very brief message from Rita saying that tomorrow was the big night. She was going to try to seduce Alex back and try out her newly-learned skills. I sighed. We'd been rehearsing for this for a few weeks, whenever a new question about the art of loving struck her. She'd proven herself an.