I don’t think either of you is as bad as Claire. I really don’t know what Kyle is like when he isn’t submitting. He seems like a nice enough kid...” he said.“If Matt’s balls are in one of those cock cages, he can’t have unprotected sex with random girls, Sir!” Lucy smiled.“We are not having this conversation, Lucy!” Dad said and asked her to put some clothes on.“No, Sir! I am going to stay naked and call you Sir,” Lucy said there were no rules that said she couldn’t. She insisted she’d stand at. . this street trash?”“Oh, my own bad judgement, no doubt. Like I said, I was looking for a thrill, some rough handling not available from my usual wimpy limp dick boyfriends - that is all Mumzy lets me have. The cute one with the lip ring?”The guy with the lip ring was NOT cute, he was the complete opposite but I let that pass. My bad.She kept talking. “He and I were at the mall where we got into this charming risque conversation, with lots of sophisticated double entendre and subtle. An der Schranke musste Maren sich strecken, um das Parkticket zu ziehen. Dabei streckte sie mir ihren Prachtarsch entgegen. Ihre in die enge weiße Hose gezwängten knackigen Pobacken, umrahmt von einem äußerst knappen roten Tanga, kamen perfekt zur Geltung. Mein Schwanz pulsierte, die Eichel glänzte. Leider war der Moment bald vorüber, aber Maren waren meine gierigen Blicke nicht entgangen. „Oh, mein notgeiler Jungspund fährt auf pralle Ärsche ab?! Du würdest dir wohl jetzt gerne deine Ficklatte. ’ ‘A blessing I suppose though that may depends on how boiled the vegetable is?’ He grinned over his shoulder as he handed over £15. ‘Noooooo! Raw and fresh and yielding of course, smooth and slick and sweating cool carrot or aubergine juice … peeled naturally, Andrew.’ ‘And lightly shrouded in the darkness of your oblivion?’ ‘Along those lines, yes.’ ‘A profoundly empty solitude where you won’t sit down for weeks?’ ‘Um…that’s what I might be afraid of.’ ‘Actually, Clare…’ ‘Yes?’ ‘You’d look.