. with your mother..." Right, because you fucking aren't. Stop saying things like that. I don't want anyone to pop up from around a tree that you and ...I have will have to bury."He ignored the implication. "Why would someone be behind a tree on the side of the road?" Because they're taking a leak, and you're missing the point."He became indignant. "Do you really think people's first thought is going to be, 'yeah, Rich totally banged Lily's... '"His face hurt. He stumbled back, tripped over his. You are the one I’m putting the show on for when I shake my ass and tits. You are the one who is making my snatch warm with anticipation. No matter what happens here tonight, it’s for your benefit (and mine); no one else matters. I wait until the tempo is perfect, the music washing over me; a physical thing, almost. It’s warm in here. So many bodies. I can almost see the stream rising above the crowd, the colored lights turning it into halos over their heads. There’s a heady sensuality pumping. She sometimes loved slapping or pinching mine when we were being naughty.I loved her domineering attitude to the point that I often didn’t think on my own and let her decide for me. She loves to be in control of things and is a very well organized person who doesn't like surprises. She could be considered a control freak.Lately, I’ve been having wild erotic dreams about Karen. The two of us, in a very erotic scene in my dream, so intense, that when I wake up I have to masturbate, or if my. You will learn to do that anytime Ms. Martin feels like she deserves that kind of attention. You understand?”“OOooooooo yes sir.” She groaned while Gene continued to finger fuck her. I pulled her head back to my pussy.“Lick it all up.”I demanded. Then I looked back at Gene ready to beg. “Please Mr. Lamar let me suck that dick. I have been so patient. Let me suck you off.” I pouted to Gene. His cock twitched as I pleaded.“You really think you deserve to ride my cock Ms..