Same business every week. Same old same old. And that was just how Monica liked it. She had moved here last year from another small town just like thi... one. And found the pace was the same. Slow and easy. Just like the song. A small town girl, naive to the workings of big city life, Monica had always been shy and demure. Dainty, slim, with short brown hair, the same brown shaded eyes, and very conservative. She easily found a job at the bank, as it was the same job she had in her previous. At this point my own skirt had a bulge poking strait up in the middle. My Pantyhose were no match for my throbbing cock. Kym reached over and lightly stroked my bulge through my skirt. The silk from my slip and the Pantyhose felt so smooth, I was in ecstasy and I wanted to cum right then and there, but Kym stopped. “Mom, I want you to go up to Federal and go up to I-76. But, stop and get gas in the car before you get on the Highway, I want to get something for us to drink, and I want you. Couldn't be better." But you keep me chained! You don't speak!" You ain't chained now. Did you expect me to go down the coffle shaking hands?" You're being deliberately unkind." You're being deliberately foolish. Get me a cup of water."Seth Burdett's grin was infuriating. Corey, the slave, threw the water in his face. naked and enraged, she hurled the cup at his feet. "And you know what you can do with that!" Breasts heaving, she faced him defiantly.Carelessly, he beckoned an entranced but. Now I got a real hard on, it was really hard for me to control. As she was lying with her face down, I thought of adjusting my penis with my left hand, and I did. After 5-7 mins when it was proving to be impossible to control my hard on, I asked my mom if she is done now, she said its almost done now, she just want a massage on her shoulders for some time, as shoulders are also paining. I reluctantly told her yes I will.Then she turned around and she was facing the ceiling and came close to the.