Her mind had other ideas.Her feelings for Duncan jumbled, bumped and danced through her head. She nearly hated him when she remembered his giving her ...that detective's report on Gerry. Then she would remember how wonderful he had been on that high hill in the moonlight. Every time she did, goosebumps chased one another across her belly accompanying a throbbing in the center and her belly going liquid.Later the memory of that morning in the restaurant with the two farmers sitting behind her,. I heard a small moan, and started touching her everywhere I could reach.I threw her hair clips on the nightstand, and let her hair flow through my fingers. Her hands cupped my breasts and squeezed gently, lightly pinching my nipples. My hair had come loose from the rubber band, and mixed with hers. Her hands went to my butt and squeezed once more, and she dragged her fingertips through the crevice. After one last firm sucking of her left nipple, I moved between her legs. I pushed them back to. That isn’t going to happen.”“Sounds like a little jealousy is at play,” I responded.“Maybe,” Jennifer responded, “but I met you before they did and they need to keep that in mind!”She stretched out her long legs and put her bare, sandal-less feet up on the dash in front of her.“Do you want to fool around a bit?” she asked.“Sure,” I replied, looking for an empty parking lot into which I could turn. I found an elementary school parking lot and pulled up under a light pole. Jennifer reclined her. I told her I am not sure I want to tell you but I have a lot of fantasies and you may not like them.She said its all good and she wanted to know. I told her I love to control and dominate women in bed, I said I enjoy extreme control. She got so interested and kept asking me tell me more details etc, so I said I will love to call you names like slut, bitch, whore etc, have you on a collar and leash, cum on you, piss on you and control your orgasm.She said she wanted all that except for the piss,.