For you." The instructions from the little head command me to go under the sweater, but I refuse. Back off you horny devil! I take turns on each tit. ...he roughness of the material has your nipples ready to burst. One of your hands rubs my thigh and squeezes my cock. I'm going to have these pants off soon. Your breathing has picked up and when you can't stand it anymore you pull the sweater up and over your head and deposit it on the couch. You arch your back and present me with the wonderful. I like that tight ass.“Your name is Helen? You look like a Helen. Tell me Helen, has anyone stuck a nice hard cock up your tight ass yet?”“N-n-no!”“No what, Helen?”“No one has stuck a cock in my ass.”Darnell chuckled and said, “Then it’s about time someone did. Me and Delon went shopping. We bought you ladies some new clothes so you won’t look so frumpy. I learned something when we went shopping for Brooke the other day. I learned that buying sexy clothes for women is kind of exciting. We want. The girl before him held perfectly still as it rose. Then he had his hands under her dress, on her panties, his cock pushed against her, grinding. He thought about pulling them down, but didn't, something telling him that it wasn't the right time. -------------Jo lay in bed again, reflecting on the day's events. She knew what her friends were doing. She realized that she couldn't stop them without causing more drama than she could possibly imagine. But she also knew that she held a secret from. Throughout dinner Tom never took his eyes off of me, it was like I wasthe most important thing to him and I was the center of his attention. Ifelt like I was 16 years old again and giggled at his jokes and weshared our life stories with each other. After dinner, we moved over tothe bar and had another drink while sitting on barstools beside thepiano. I of course put my flowers right on the piano in front of us! Tomasked me if he could drive me home and I said that would be terrific. Hetold me.