It occurred to me that, with his enhanced physique and natural meanness, I never stood a chance at the 7-11. I could not help but watch as his hand st...oked his upper arm, his chest. I was nervous and frightened. I felt weak. I think my entire body was trembling. He looked up at me. I fell into his gaze. I was mesmerized. He looked immensely pleased. It was a look of supreme confidence and domination. It was a look that told me everything I needed to know: my life was no longer my own. Now his. EVERYBODY knew that bad kids drank and when they offered it to you, you were supposed to say NO. But Mike had kindly opened one for me and when he handed to me, I reluctantly sipped at what tasted like a bottle of cat pee. Shannon did it nonchalantly and I tried my best to imitate her but inside I was wishing to go home. I'd only gotten through 1/4th of it when to my great relief, my mother started calling my name from the front porch. It should have embarrassed me; it did, I guess, but. . ' Her voice faded and she began to whimper softly, moving her hips slowly so that the walls of her pussy milked me. I lifted her off me and turned her round, laying her on the towels that were now rumpled and twisted beneath us. I raised myself over her and gazed down at her body. The muscles in her belly were still fluttering as the aftershocks of her climax ran through her, and she stretched her arms above her head and arched her back luxuriously as she squeezed the last ounce of sensation. As my finger slowly moved in and out of her pussy, I licked and sucked her clit. She immediately came. I knew Steve was watching us. I motioned for him to come to the bed. He sat on the bed and began rubbing Lexi’s breast. She wasted no time, undoing his belt and sliding her hand down his pants. I made her come again then pulled back. As she worked Steve’s cock, I began taking her dress off. Once Lexi was naked, she rolled over and began sucking Steve’s cock. She wasn’t only sucking, she was.