I yanked her hair harder, pulled her up to her kneeswith it, and this time the tears in her eyes weren’t fromdesire. That was good. That was fine. R...ight now I mighthave been turned on, but I didn’t like her much at all. Itwas the usual combination she evoked in me. The venomin my voice wasn’t manufactured.‘Am I going to have to tell you again? I will be morethan happy to. I would love to use that new cat-o’-ninetailsto punctuate every fucking syllable.’‘I will do anything,’ she said. Miss. Ginny went inside with the other women and I decided to layout on the raft. So I changed the radio station to something I liked and jumped in. Man, it was long day. I lay out on the raft and started to think of Miss Ginny. How nice it was seeing her nipples and how much I wanted to burry my face in her pussy. My cock was hard again in seconds as I lay there on the raft with my eyes closed just floating around. After a little bit, I heard some voices and my Mom calling out telling me. He had brought the collar with him when he had picked her up, and had her holding it in her lap during the ride downtown. He wanted to start the day off with her being very aware of her status at the moment. They finally got to his house, he parked and they got out, walking to his house.They walked inside and she started to go upstairs to put her purse down, when she felt his hand on her shoulder.?Stop and pick up your hair,? he said as he let go of her shoulder.She put her purse down on the. Slowly she moved up and down, letting her saliva lubricate his man meat. Each time letting it go a little deeper. When she felt it hit the back of her throat, she pressed down slightly. She gagged, pulled back and pressed down again. This time she felt the head move down her throat. She pulled back took a breath and pressed on again. Her nose touched his abdomen and her chin was resting against his balls. She hummed."Fuck! You have done this before. Shit… Aww fuck…!" This bitch is.