“Thank you, sir. I know I have a lot to learn, but I hope you see how eager I am to please you.”“I do, indeed. And, that is why I know you will ...be a good slut.”He discussed the day ahead. There would be lots of fucking. He wanted me to experience more fucking than I ever have. I chuckled and assured him that has already happened. He smiled but told me it will continue. His only limitation would be his ability to achieve an erection. It would be my responsibility this weekend to bring an. He walked to the window and stared out at the night sky.How did we get here? I thought we were reconnecting. I thought I was more in tune with her. Then Cassie came back to town and Christy and Bob are divorcing. And then there was the limousine fantasy two weeks ago. What an unmitigated disaster!She didn't even apologize. Heck she barely acknowledged that the evening happened. Every time he'd tried to talk to her about it, she frowned and changed the subject. Something was going on here that. I remembered thinking he had nice thickness, but he was still a stumpy. "What's wrong, Essence? Don't like what you see?"I asked not really giving a damn. She was far too beautiful for me to stop now. I had been given orders. "Don't waste her time, she's a very busy woman. Let her call the shots; she likes control. She is weak for sweet and innocent, so make like a virgin."I was going to do as I was told. "Give her what she needs. I want to see her smile again." Oh she will. I will make sure to. Then, taking his hands in hers, she spat several times into his palms. Tristan worked her spit over the already well lubricated shaft of his gigantic cock, making it glisten.Doris's breathing became more pronounced in anticipation of what would doubtless be a difficult penetration; her large-breasted chest rose and fell as the young boy, gripping his penis with both hands, pointed the tip towards her narrow point of entry. Tristan slowly began drawing the tip up and down between the petals of.