. I will, Sir. I will be good. I'll be a... Good girl.”He smiled. “Good. That's a good start. But I want you to be my good girl. Are you my good g...irl?”She chewed her bottom lip for several seconds before she nodded, silently.“Oh no no no,” he told her, standing up and immediately making her feel tiny beneath his enormous frame. “I want to hear you say it. Say that you'll be my good little girl, Slut.”Again she clenched at her new title, a fresh trickle of wetness arcing down her thighs.“I...”. I thought it was an amazing idea and had some at my house if she didn’t mind us swinging by there quick to get it. As I drove, our conversation just kept rolling with ease, and as we talked she kept touching my leg which was turning me on and making me hard, I couldn’t wait to ravage her when the moment presented itself. She looked so good sitting next to me, smiling, her eyes twinkling like a womans eyes do when they are enjoying your company. I couldn’t help myself from looking at her via. Only one thing causes a bulge like that. Unless of course his cocks so big he has to wrap it around and tuck into the back of his pants. If that's the case I can see why he has three girlfriends." Grace was breathing quickly but still blushed all the way down to the tops of her exposed breasts."I wish," Brad said shaking his head. "I suppose I should stick around for the cops to show up," Brad sighed. Then to Grace: "I'm sorry, honey. I really screwed up our date, didn't I?" Nawh, don't sweat. When He saw me, He smiled. He knew what we had to look forward to this evening, as did i.He had been out shopping, presumably to buy something special for this evening. my shopping assignment had been done earlier in the day – i had signed us up to bring a dessert dish. i had gone to the store earlier, and bought a bag of apples and made some apple pie, after which, i got in the shower and scrubbed and shaved until i was smooth all over. i had then blow-dried my hair so it was voluminous, the.