His large firm hand kneaded her ass as he pulled her closer to him. Now between his thighs she felt a heat burning in her."Unbutton my shirt." he orde...red.With trembling fingers she began to undo the buttons on his shirt, exposing his hairless and muscular chest. As her hands brushed back the shirt she touched his chest and she felt strange. This was so new. Tony released her ass and pushed back a step and stood."Now my pants."Nervously Michelle dropped to her knees and began to unbutton and. Now...I had no idea that all the beautiful women in the LA area love the horse races. Santa Anita has an exceptionally beautiful backdrop of these huge mountains that are up close so it's breath taking. The day had patches of really dark clouds covering half the mountains so it was beyond breath taking. Maybe women love going for the view or to wear tight bone tight pants or short skirts with high leather boots that are otherwise unacceptable at any other venue except Halloween but I quickly. Aside of the very few sighs and gasps he was quiet, very quiet and for a moment I thought I went too far, pushed too hard for something he was not actually interested in.“Is this okay?” I searched his eyes for an answer and he nodded.“I just don’t want to hurt you, that’s all.” He tried to drop his gaze down but I pulled his chin up with my finger.“I am huge, Kate. Everywhere. And you are… not."“Sweet, sweet boy," I repeated my sentiment from before and pulled the hoody and tank top over my. There was something vaguely threatening, yet exciting about the woman’s tone.The woman continued. "My name is Glenda. you can think of me as your good fairy. While you are in our club, my job is to see that you are not permanently hurt or damaged at all, and to see that your enjoyment is not ignored. You on the other hand are no longer Sandra. During your stay with us, you are to be called "SLUT". For that is what you are". She grabbed hold of Sandra’s chin, and stood right up close to her, as.