I took the felt tip pen from the top shelf and started to write, Slut across the left side of her forehead and then kcuf backwards across the right to get Fuck Slut spaced evenly. “No Master, sorry Master,” she said quietly, “Can I have my burger now please?”
“Burger?” I queried, “Why do you want food when I’m offering sex?”
“Because we can have sex after,” she said reasonably, “Master.”
“Promise?” I asked. BeePorn Quite how she went from Fuckslut to Fiancee in twenty hours or so is something I have yet to work out but in typical form she rang her mother to announce, “Hi Mummy, I’m getting married!” It was a good job I was sitting down or I might have keeled over. I slid in to her slippery warmth smoothly and easily as she gasped delightfully, “Do you like that?” I asked. I slid in to her slippery warmth smoothly and easily as she gasped delightfully, “Do you like that?” I asked.
