Chapter 45

SCOTT

With those words, further speaking was impossible for her; her mouth was full. Speech was still possible for me, but totally unnecessary. Rather than let her do all the work, I grabbed her torso and lifted her over my body into a sixty-nine. There was a piercing in or near her clit, a very tiny landing strip, no long pubic hair, and apparently needed no further instruction in cock sucking. It was buried in her throat. Though my sample size was small; Dawn was as wet as all the other slaves of my experience. Ready to fuck at a moment’s notice. She spasmed quickly on my tongue.

Suddenly, she abandoned my cock. Well, only with her mouth. Before I could say squat, her pussy was poised over my shaft and sinking down with a satisfied sigh.

"We can do more of the other shit later, but I just had to have this bad boy in me, sir. It's been too long for the real deal."

"At least we can talk now."

"I don't know, sir. Can�