“Well then your facade is so good you’ve even fooled yourself.” she replied with a smile. “I’d love some soup. Help yourself too.” “Thank you.” I replied. “Mr. Baker?” “I’ll pass.” Mr. Baker replied. “Good lad.” Them being somewhat hospitable gave me a stupid surge of confidence and I opened up my mouth once more. “Does it suck having a guy around for so long that you start being nice to them?” I asked. “Did you ever have the talk with her like you promised?” I gave Mrs. Baker her soup as she sighed. “Look.” she began. “It’s hard. Nicole is, as you know, a very special girl. She’s not like any other girl.” “One in a million.” I acknowledged, pouring Nicole her soup. “If that. But that comes with disadvantages. We know you mean well, and if you don’t you’re better at hiding it than a lot of guys she brought home. But you’re young and presumptuous. It’s incredibly rude to come into our house and tell us how we should be raising our own daughter.” “Incredibly rude.” Mr. Baker repeated. “I doubt there’s much you can tell us that we don’t already know.” Mrs. Baker went on. “And we’re trying as hard as we can. Now I think we can admit we got off on the wrong foot.” I nodded. “Do you know why that was?” she asked me rhetorically. Um…” I slowly began. “Is this the part where I say I did something wrong?” “We’re used to guys like you using Nicole.” Mrs. Baker continued, ignoring me. “Using her. We don’t like seeing it happen and we do as much as we can to prevent it.” “So what do I have to say to prove to you that I’m not like those guys?” I asked her. “Is there something I can do to stop us from hating each other?” “Well, we don’t hate you.” she admitted. “We just don’t like the idea of you two going upstairs and having sex all the time. But that’s not going to change, is it?” I laughed out loud. He crawled between the open thighs and placed his dick at the entrance of her love hole A little pressure and it began to slide in. He began to slowly and lovingly pump her pussy until he was fully inserting at the bottom of each stroke. “fuck you” she spat me. Then take off yours.” A man’s voice drew our attention and we all turned back to see a doctor at the end of the hall and a young woman running towards us. Once Lance was naked, Kim leaned forward between the seats to examine the two slaves. We sat there and ate everything we had brought. I lay back beside a sleeping Deryk, turning over the events of the day and watched the ever-changing cloud formations, moving slowly across the blue sky above me.
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