You give a moan of pain and a squeak of delight as the solid ribbed flesh pulses and rubs along your sensitive oral cavity. I repeatedly slam in, fuck...ing your throat with brutal intensity. "There you, go open your little slut hole for Master" "Yes moan, I know how much you love this cock in you" I reach down tweaking your nipples lightly at first but begin to pull and roll them hard with each thrust. Causing you to scream in agony with the base of my cock slamming into repeatedly. Your cock is. Do you still want one?" Amy asked."Yes. I like it and I want one of my own," Sam answered."Ok hon. then we'll get you done when we get home." A thought came to Amy but she would have to think deeper about it before she had an answer."Ok, then I guess I will just have to wait," Sam said through pouting lips.They took a seat at the next club and Sam turned to Amy. "Honey, I feel sick. I think I am going to throw up." Oh no you're not," Amy smiled. Then digging into her purse she dug out two. While never much to the average passer-by, it was quiet, internally functional, and the kind of place where everyone knew your name. Parents would raise their kids in a friendly environment and watch them head to college. Then, most of the time, their kids would return, find a place for themselves, and continue the cycle in their small town. That's how it'd worked for many of the families, with some even able to trace their family's histories all the way back to the exact moment Simon Kaster. " Why don't you explain that to Amy?" She won't listen to me. Besides, she doesn't think any woman is good enough for Greg. She worshipped her Aunt Lynn. After Lynn died, she latched on to Greg. Greg says that her love for him is almost frightening some times." Does she see you as a rival?" Maybe. She's been acting like it. I don't want to come between Amy and Greg. I'm so confused, Mama. And I'm so miserable. I love Greg so much. And I love Amy, too. What can I do?" Once again, Megan broke.