I'll never wear them again," I retorted almost in tears.Mom just looked at me with her hands on her hips but in a most cajolingway, you know the ones ...hey use when they think their kids are cute orspecial and said, "Well there isn't much room in her closet anymore sowhy don't you just do like I ask and put them in your closet. Theywon't bite you, you know. And it might help you to remember to not belazy about your toilet habits. Besides you never know when you may wantto play dress up with. Sometimes a house party would be arranged and the guests were suitably "entertained." For appearances, the wife was "shocked" at the blunt proposals and the husband pretending to be horrified that she was to be bedded to further his requirements. Even when we talked with friends, the tenor was usually, "But you know how it is... you have to make the best of it."Yes, of course, make the best of it... while his wife squeals with pleasure and excitement at the African cock ramming up inside her!. She devoured the food ravenously as James sat at the other end of the lengthy table, picking at his plate.“Eat” she ordered, gesturing to the small meal placed before him.“I'm not hungry” he answered, refusing to look up at her.“Eat or I will send every morsel up your ass with another helping of my cum.”James sighed, sticking his fork in the breakfast sausage and reluctantly taking a bite. He leaned back in his chair, his whole body creaking with cum slick latex. Jeanne giggled as she watched. There were a few in our school that I was sure were sleeping together but not any of my group. That sort of thing didn’t happen that much just then. Or at least wasn’t talked about as much.Ours was not a huge school, nor was it a tiny one, but there were about eighty of us in my class. That meant that we all pretty much knew each other well enough to recognize and speak to, even if they weren’t in our own group. So when a new face appeared, everyone knew it within a day or two at the most. Tom.