I told her our destination is secret and just for you as I attached her seat belt and we continued into the hills by a park where I hike, it was eveni...ng and we walked along a dirt road and down a path where I had her stand and wait. The cool air was refreshing as I returned to lead her down some stairs into a stone building, it has water sounds being located under a waterfall operated by the local water department. Standing in the middle of the room I looked at her for several minutes then. I did this over and over, drawing my head back to come up for air and show Him the ribbons of thick, sticky drool--the kind that only develops when a man is probing the back of your throat--that connected my mouth to His cock. Looking up at him through tears--His cock pressing against my windpipe, my tongue darting around His balls. He looked down at me and said those magic words: "you are such a whore!" He spoke them with gusto, with admiration, with pride. Those five little words made me. . After work I knocked at her door and I remember that I felt like I had butterflies in my stomach, it was a mixture of excitement and apprehension I think. So we sat down and shared I bottle of wine and chatted for a while before she brought up the subject of last week. I found myself telling her exactly how I felt at the time and on my way home and then finally what I did when I got home lol. She seemed a very ‘interested’ in what I was telling and I told her about my first. Her cock pressed against her pantaloons. She had to ravish her mate. She spun about, kissing Phillipa's lush lips, her hand stroking the pale-olive complexion of Phillipa's round face, Phillipa's slanted eyes squeezing shut as Britney seized her mouth. Her hand ripped open Phillipa's white, silk blouse, her breasts spilling out. Britney seized her nipples, pinching them hard; Phillipa moaned in pain. Britney's cock throbbed harder."Little slut," Britney hissed. "You just wanted to be fucked in.