"And I'mglad you want to be friendly - but that's no way for a friendly girl todress. If you want to be friendly with a man, you have to dress a lotse...ier, Alex. A man's polo and pants won't do. No; I think my sister hassome clothes you can borrow to look friendlier, let's go see."With that he grabbed me by the arm and lifted me off the floor, draggingme down the front hallway and into a back bedroom, where he through me ona bed. The bedroom was clearly that of a teenage or college age. She really looks at the crowd. Looking at each face in turn. Then she spots a guy. Kind big. She crawls over to the edge right in front of him with her eyes never leaving his. When she sits up again she runs one hand first across her tits and then down between her legs. Her mouth open and tongue sticking a little out."Kitty is thirsty." she says with a wicked little smile.The guy looks to Master. He nods.He is a good sized guy and he walks around the steps. Hand going to his belt.By the time he. They arrived about 10 minutes after I did, I heard the door chime so I finished my shower. Courm was setting her up in the bedroom next to mine, my door was open so when she heard me turn off the shower, she came in. As always, she was overjoyed to see how her ÔsonÔ had grown up into a handsome man. We shared a hug and a very unmotherly kiss. As we embraced she could not pass up the opportunity to feel how ÔbigÔ I was. I admit we are a bit unconventional.As my flesh swelled in her hand she. No longer able to resist, Jennifer burst into a sobbing cry, “One! Fucking one, George! Give me the Two!” She did not hear, therefore, the cane’s swish before it hit her in terror quivering ass. As she howled out, “Red! Red, you bastard!” her pelvis arched and twisted, and the first gush of hot cunt juice gushed over her belly and tits.George put aside his cane. He covered Jennifer’s wildly twisting pussy with a comforting hand. Eventually, two of his fingers began to slide in and out of her.