I want your cock in my wet juicy pussy… yes. Aaaa …. Don’t stop now’. She then took my throbbing cock in her hand & guided me into her love ho...e. I made slow pushes & she was moaning mmmm…. Yes… mmmmmmm… Ooooooooohhhhhh & at the same time pulling me inside her by putting her hands around my waist & ass and pulling me towards herself. I had just entered her when with a hard push from behind she took my cock right up her juicy pussy. I arched my back, thrusting my great big cock completely into. Depending upon one's viewpoint, it would be better described as a dungeon, rather than a playroom basement. A playroom for those of a dominant nature and a dungeon for one with a submissive outlook. ~ But this was to be explored later!! ~ James mused, as he walked out of the house and down the Main Street towards the post office. It was now just 5 minutes before noon and he wondered if Becca Wilson had kept her assignation.Pulling up to a parking space in front of the post office, Becca sat and. The teacher, called our names, ticking us off. “Julie Rodgers” she read out, and I raised my hand, only a few looked my way.She continued reading the names out. The plain girl responded to, “Diane Peters.”...........Diane sat waiting patiently for the teacher to begin the lesson. She had no interest in her fellow students, only the subject to be learned.A hand touched her wrist, “Do you think I might borrow a pencil? I’ve broken mine and don’t seem to have a spare.” It was the new girl, she. ‘Your mom tells me you have some company.’ ‘Yup,’ answered Sue. ‘Well, who is he?’ Sue pulled the phone away from her ear and asked the man what was his name. ‘Jerome,’ she told Brad. The small talk continued while Brad and Sue questioned Jerome. He was 19 and a senior at the same school that Sue went to. Amy whispered to me that she didn’t recognized him. ‘What are you doing right now, Sue?’ asked Brad. ‘I’m sitting in the backyard talking to you.’ replied Sue. ‘What’s Jerome doing?’ ‘Oh,.