It was in his grade twelve year that Jeff really began to long for a little something more.Going into his grade 12 year, Jeff was a highly touted recr...it for division one colleges in both sports. His eighteenth birthday rolled around right before the final game of playoffs. Jen, a female basketball player he had an eye on, was there. She was a gorgeous blonde with curves for days and thick pouty lips. One of his teammates did a flip off a second story balcony and landed it, much to the delight. ...... he didn't want to think about "if not". After three hours he slowly walked back into their Playroom. He walked over to the cage, not hearing a sound. He crouched down and saw his lovely little slave curled up into a tight ball on the floor of the cage, arms wrapped around her and tear tracks running all over her face. He unlocked the door, opened it, left a note and walked back out.* * *She woke up to the sounds of his footsteps. She was scared to look up and see his disappointed face. We both know the time has come. And once more the blonde starts bucking her hips, plunging up and down on my massive cock with unrestrained lust, crazed by desire and driven by the need for orgasm. She rides me with a violent fury, her creamy buttocks rising and falling to an insane tempo, her sweat-covered tits catapulting through the air recklessly, slapping together in the moon's effulgent glow. By now I'm also spearing my cock upwards while clutching Ms. York's slender hips, my penis. With her other hand, she reached up and lifted her shirt enough to expose her barely-there breasts. She rubbed her chest, and soon she took two fingers and squeezed her nipple between them. The pleasurable feeling that resulted felt like an electric shock and she started rubbing her pussy even more rapidly. She accidentally rubbed her clit with the palm of her hand and she nearly yelled, but she bit on her lip to silence it. She took her hand off her breast, and brought it down to her little.