Dave pulled away from her and she wondered if he was through with her. It was late morning and he usually would be off to his workshop by now. Tawny watched him as he wiped his latent cum off his cock and wondered if he also found their daily fucking routine now. You wouldn know it, she thought, but then, she didn think she was acting bored either.
"Baby, I have to go out of town again for a few
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Tawny looked at him with her jaw open and realized her expression revealed her surprise. What to say? she thought. She closed her mouth and gathered her composure while she wiped her saliva-wetted fingers on a towel.
"Just like that? Wh, what will I be doing
bus station gay sex stories until?" She paused
bus station gay sex stories, doing some fast thinking about the time remaining. "Until Im leaving to." Tawny halted again, realizing she had no idea where she was supposed to go. She wasn expecting this for days. Dave smiled and sat down as he finished wiping himself.
"Come to me Tawny, here at my feet." Dave motioned to the spot between his open legs, on the floor. Tawny crawled the short distance to him and knelt between his thighs, looking up at him.
"To tell you the truth, I don really want to be here when you are finished. You see, I found myself attached to you in a special way some time ago and I have been around long
bus station gay sex stories enough to know that chasing after dreams will not do me any good. You have been a dream come true, but only that; a dream. What you have done for me in the real world is allow me to get into something I have always wanted, but that I can really have, and that is being a racecar owner. This slave ownership stuff has been just a dream."
Tawny listened and realized that her early suspicions were a fact. Dave had been romantically interested in her, and she
bus station gay sex stories was likewise feeling the same way about him. But it was all just a dream. If only we had more than one life to live, she thought to herself.
"Dave, thank you, for everything. You are so sweet and you have been a true friend to me. I understand what you mean, I mean, about the dream and all. At least I can hope that I was a pleasant dream for you."
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