Most of the men I date have no doubts at all. They should, but they don’t. ‘We have to do this again. But not too often, I don’t think I could t...ake it.’ I sighed. ‘God, I’m so embarrassed. I didn’t do a thing for you. I, I’m never that selfish. You just had me so, involved, it completely slipped my mind. I’m so sorry.’ ‘Don’t worry about it. I had a good time.’ ‘I can do much better. You have to give me another chance.’ ‘Hey, I was so turned on at your reactions I was about to burst a blood. I can see that we are uncomfortable.” She grinned at me, taking advantage of the control that she had now gained over me. “Yes Mistress.” I replied, following her instructions exactly. “Good, you’re learning. Now sit back down. Its time for more of my scent.” I sat down and she placed a strap around my neck, and with that, she turned around taking the strap between her legs positioning herself, ankles facing outwards, which had the effect of slightly opening her well-proportioned buttocks. “In. She shuddered the whole time he was shooting in her pussy.I ask her, “Did you enjoy it? Did you cum?”“God yes. Like five times, and the hardest when he came inside me. He kept shooting inside me! I kept asking him to cum on my tits, but he always liked orgasming inside my little pussy. It was so dirty. He was so big, baby. There was so much cum.”She said the weekend was full of slutty tasks to accomplish, dreamed-up by Anthony. My girl skinny-dipped in the hotel pool, with several hotel guests. I told him to get closer and I reached under me so I could grab his cock and I rubbed his head against my dripping wet pussy and too my surprise he didn’t try to push in, so I played a lil, he had me bent over the couch, my knees were on the floor, and one of my hands were on his ass and the other was slowly getting him prepared to enter in to me. he on the other hand had one hand grabbing my waist and the other was grabbing my tits…after a few very long minutes of me teasing him, I.