She served me half a glass of cold chardonnay to have with the meal, but told me I couldn’t have any more until I’d finished my presentation.That ...as another surprise. Aside from glancing up to see Lissa’s graceful form beneath the robe moving about the kitchen, I felt less distracted from getting my work done than anywhere at school. I knew most of the material, though I had to look up which grades of cotton duck were no longer in use before I figured out why there were only nine instead of. Wouldn't that be fucking sweet? Both of you kissing and licking my big fat balls at the same time. Both of you fighting over my asshole. You sucking my cum from your mommy's cunt! You know, Bitch, I think that is a real possibility. I think that idea has real potential. ?I gotta meet your mommy this weekend. Suck my dick, Bitch. Get all that cockslime. ?You wanna be fucked ?now? Are you ready to have your pussy battered? You ready to have that cunt stretched by dick? Beg for it. Beg for my. "See if you can get some cleaning stuff." You mean dressed like...oh that's right. I'm talking to a pervert!" Tracy said with a laugh as she reach down and squeezed between Miss K's legs."And you know this!" Miss K said as she opened up the door and stepped out. "Now go get some stuff. We gotta clean this SUV with something."While Miss K stepped around the SUV and placed a couple quarters in the auto-vac, Tracy walked into the little store, her ass jiggling as she strutted her way into the. This was different. The pain was more intense there somehow, perhapsbecause through everything so far, she hadn't touched his penis at all untilnow. Then it was against the inside of his legs. For several minutes, she exploredall the sensitive areas of the front and sides of his body, even revisitinghis nipples from time to time, still throbbing tantalisingly, reminding himof his arousal and vulnerability to her wicked imagination. Finally, she paused.He felt her undo all the straps holding.