“Tyson owns me,” I told him defiantly, looking him straight in the eye.“Tyson, shit, sorry, we didn’t know,” he apologised. “So you wanted...to fuck me, you ask him,” I said, squeezing his cock through his trousers. “Ask Tyson.”They drifted off. Laura smiled at me, from her stool. I didn’t adjust my dress, my nipples almost hurt. “I wanted him to fuck me,” I said to her.“Remember, our pussy’s are Tyson’s he says who we fuck. Who, when, and where.”Tyson pulled a large wad of notes from his pocket,. She did not know what she would do if Dave turned his back on her as well. She marveled at his self control in ignoring the opportunity her condition had presented him. She was realizing just how rare a true friend was. Dressed, she popped a cough drop and went into the kitchen. ‘Hi Dave. That smelled good from the bedroom.’ ‘It will be done in a minute. I made the coffee strong. Maybe it will let you eat something without the eucalyptus after smell.’ She poured a cup and set the cough drop on. More

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