"How about our neighbors? Liz?Peeper?" I didn't even know who Peeper was." Well, I knew when Liz has her nail appointment, so I had Ivy send youwhen s...he'd be there. I was a little worried about that, because she ispretty pushy. And you can bet she's told everybody she knows by now,"said Edith.I hung my head again."It's OK. We're still at a stage where we can back away from this.That's why I wanted to have this conversation this morning. It was justone day. We can explain it all away as a. And you slapped me again. "Ow!" I started to raise my hands, and you slapped them down."Stop," you commanded. "It doesn't hurt, you sissy. Pathetic." Bitch, you promised to perform a task this week. While you were sucking my cock, in this very house, one week ago. While my cock was buried in your throat, you completely and utterly agreed to do this for me."My head was down. "Well?" Yes, sir." Did I coerce I? Did I force you? Was it unreasonable?" No, sir." Was it an onerous task? Was it a task. Make me beg you to take me into the bathroom for a golden shower, after which I can suck your fat cock up hard and you can fuck me in as many holes as you'd like. Yeah. I’m picturing you right now, bending me over, with my hands up against the wall of the shower stall while you fuck me hard and fast the way I love it while the water streams over both us. You can call me "Counselor" as you're pissing on my tits or coming on my face. Do it. You know you want to, and my. They were chugging beers whilethey porked Jed's sis, talking dirty about what a slut she was and how theyliked tight young pussy. Especially if they were related to it.I wondered where the fuck Brett was when I heard him call out, "Save some ofthat pussy for me."His voice came from behind the rock and I moved back along the track andbehind some bushes to see. Fuckin' shit. He had his big beer gut hanging onJustin's head as he slammed his purple veiny prick into his mouth. Justindidn't seem to.