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my mouth. He hammered on me for a while and then slowed his pace until he came to a complete stop. I knew that it was my turn again.
    Bulldog liked to watch me work my hips on his cock. So I started off slowly, rolling them in circles as I moved back and forth on him. I gripped him with my pussy and pulled on his erection as I moved my hips away and then released that grip and slammed back into him.
    “Jesus, Peach, that’s the most beautiful sight on the face of this Earth.”
    “You like that?” I purred.
    “I love it,” he replied, bringing a stinging slap down onto my left cheek.
    We’d come up with a little game in that position. I would start off slow, just like I had, and when he wanted me to speed up, he would slap my ass. That sting would be my signal to speed up. I picked up the rhythm and kept milking his cock.
    Smack! That time on the right cheek.
    I started working him a little faster.
    Smack! Smack! I was increasing my pace to the point where it was difficult for me to concentrate on squeezing him, and my thrusts were beginning to make their own slapping sound against his hips. The frequency of his slaps began to match every thrust I made and he was helping me along with the movement of his hips as well. Something like that might have been awkward for first timers, but Bulldog and I had worked out our rhythm. We both knew exactly how far to thrust or pull away.
    After the intensity reached a level that pushed me over the edge again, he grasped my hips, thrust deep inside of me and held my ass against his hips as he emptied his cream deep inside of me.
    “Oh god, Peach, Jesus that’s good,” he moaned, trembling a little bit as he lost all of his senses and focused only on the sensation of shooting his load.
    “You didn’t get enough while I was gone?” I teased when we were catching out breath.
    “There’s never enough when you’re not around,” he replied.
    I wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but I didn’t really care. Bulldog was a great lay. I liked his power, the size of his Johnson, oh, and I can’t forget, the way he used his tongue. I can’t say that I had become totally exclusive to him myself, but whenever I really needed to have my ashes hauled, Bulldog was the go-to guy. To take care of my physical needs, even to the point of providing me income, he was a great match, but there was a deeper need growing in me that he couldn’t take care of. In a lot of ways, I hadn’t defined it well enough to know how to take care of it myself.
    In short, I was restless. It wasn’t a completely new feeling. It had been there for a while, but I hadn’t noticed it until I got out of the shower. Something had started eating at me. My thoughts were interrupted by a snort and the deep rumbling of a slumbering bear coming from the open mouth of the big man beside me. Though I’d just screwed the guy, I realized that I really didn’t like him or respect him. It wasn’t something that I had really considered before.
    The same thoughts that had been in my brain earlier that afternoon returned. How was it that someone so ignorant had so much to show for himself and someone like me had so little? Why was I allowing myself to be used, though paid for what I did, for his purposes and not enjoy a slice of the pie for myself? Why not enjoy the whole pie? That first little twinkle in my mind had taken root. I wasn’t sure how I would go about snatching that pie away from him, nor if it was even a good idea to try. I only knew that I wanted it. And I knew that what I wanted, I would get.

Chapter Seven: TNT
     
    I suppose that having nerves of steel came naturally to me. I had never been afraid of anything. Well, that’s not true actually, I’d been afraid of a sixth grader when I was in the fourth grade. Billy Bartholomew, who was probably angry for no other reason than his name, had found it to be his lot in life to take my lunch money on a regular basis. At first, I’d tried to avoid him, I did