Arala said, how would that be bad though it wouldn’t be Trenabut someone new. I said, I think Judy may have been right, thethought of becoming ...a slave again, even under a new name gives mefeelings of panic I can feel it in me. I shuddered. Tom seen it andshivered and said, Don’t do that! We chuckled. I said, Maybe someday Arala I can help your fantasy to come to life again. Just notnow. I feel it’s way to soon to even talk about it but I can curbthose feelings, Since this is. With the turning and and other movements, your panties have bunched between your legs and have left your ass exposed to me.I command you to spread your legs further apart, grab the back of your knees with your hands, and then bend over at the waist as far as you can. Your ass is now fully exposed to me except for the width of fabric fit snug between your cheecks. You stand in this position for an unknown length of time. I sit admiring this view. I fixate on your bottom and then stand up and. ” I did as requested and in two strokes gave all I could and still hold on to it. Chris she had 8 inches buried in her. I stoked her about 10 more time and she started to cum. She almost bucked me off her with her hips. Her juice flowed from her pussy. I never realized a woman could get that wet or take that much into her body. She requested I hold it in her, which I did. She relaxed and asked me to give her the cock. I did.Chris, I must have been stupid not to realize she was going to. “Just WHEN was this plan put together?” Eric asked.“While I was hanging upside down in the seat belt. Just before the truck bomb exploded and rolled the body upright,” I replied.“You didn’t get a scratch?” Ben asked.“I’m black and blue and sore all over, Doc Burns is coming to check me out in a few minutes,” I replied.“You are not really going to let that guy work on you, are you? You trust him that much after what he has helped you do?” Ben asked.“Ben, you do not know even one percent of what.