He’d been so obnoxious, the creepy stranger who’d returned my car keys and dared to pull me into the farmer’s market. I’d bought him that stup...id avocado and a coffee, and we’d forgotten about the world around us. What had changed? Nothing. We were still like that, and I was still just as terrified about how I felt about him.Wes kissed me, pulling me into his arms. Our friends made stupid noises in the background, ‘Oohs’ that made me smile against Wes’s mouth. He put his hands on my waist and. Have my pussy stretched open by his thick dick.Hold your legs back bitch. Hold them back so I can get every inch of my cock in your pussy.I held my legs back as I was told to do. John lightly choked me. I loved it.I couldn't believe John could last this long pounding away at my pussy. Now this is the proper way to fuck a pussy I thought.Please don't cum in my pussy, I'm married.You're going to take all of my cum you slut. You're my cum dump. I'm cumming, shit I'm fucking cumming. Unlike my. I mean, it wasn’t exactly ER hygiene there you know. But she never lost one. Not one! Hell, over 300 guys lost their balls to her. She sorta got to like it, and’s now employed by these gals. This whole place is run by women you know…” Richard merely nodded, his mind turning over this new information. “Don’t worry, for you it’ll all be pure fantasy. God, it’ll stoke ya furnace.” He said. “I’ve er, got Carla.” Richard said, somewhat inanely. “Yeah, I’ve had her discipline me. She’s good, real. "They both laugh at this description."That's right, The others would not even let him cook when we were in St. Louis." Saul remembers he trip from a few weeks ago. "I sympathize, my love." he waves us over to the table."Are you going to tell us what you have been up to?" Asks Nimrod with his usual professional tone."What do you mean?" My smile is one of innocence itself."We have had visitors of late." Saul smirks, cutting into Nimrods surprising statement.I say, "All I did was take the girls.