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I now own this slutThis is a continuation of the ‘Primal Interest’ series by this Author. Please feel free to review for the background.I let the events of the afternoon sink in, both physically and emotionally, for a couple of days. Even though she had my text number, she knew better than to text me without my permission. I had wondered how she felt, being used as a slut in her own home, as her parents watched her little girl a few blocks away. I decided that it was time and sent her a short text.*Miss me?* I typed and then hit SEND.I got the three dots that indicated she’s reading it, then I received an emoji of a smile. I typed back:*Tomorrow, your house, 1:30* The three dots and then nothing. I decided to take a bold move and I sent her a picture. bahis şirketleri It was picture of her kneeling on the stairs, totally exposed from the waist down. Now, this could have been anyone on any carpeted stairs…. yet the background clearly showed family pictures.. HER family pictures. Three dots and then:*Bastard!* came back from her.*That may well be* I typed, *Tomorrow, your house, 1:30*Three dots and then *I have my daughter and she naps at that time* came her reply.*Then you’ll need to be quiet as we fuck* I replied.Three dots and then nothing. I took her non-response as compliance with my demand.The next day, at 1:20, I pulled up a few blocks from her house. As anticipated, her garage door was open. I made a mental note to compliment güvenilir bahis siteleri her actions. I approached the house and then quickly went up the driveway and into the garage. She met me at the door that leads into the foyer. “Please” she asked, “I beg you. Please… can we do it another day?””We can not” I replied. “This is about me and not you.””But my dau…..” she tried to say. Her words were cut off when I reached up and through her short shorts, grabbed her vulva with my entire hand and then squeezing, causing her to bend slightly at the waist.”This” I hissed into her face a few inches away, “This is what I want, what I came for and what I will not leave without.” “yes Sir” was all that she could say.”Where is bahis siteleri your daughter napping” I asked calmly.”Just around the corner” she replied “In her crib in the family room.””Then you and I will go upstairs” I stated matter-of-factly. “to your marriage bed. After all, I’m not a monster and I don’t want to wake your sleeping daughter.” I said with a small chuckle.”Our bed?” she questioned. “The bed where……””The bed where you and I are going to fuck” I cut her off again. “Now get your baby-monitor, or whatever you use, get up there, strip completely and get on that bed.”The total shock on her face slowly turned to a look of defeat. She slowly turned and went into the other room, returning with the one end of the baby-monitor and slowly headed up the stairs… the stairs where I had fucked her and cum DEEP in her ass only days before.Once at the top of the stairs, she turned to face me.”Any possibility that we could do it in any room but that one?” she asked, pointing with her shaking finger.To be continued……
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