These were delicious women. These were succulent women of class and culture, objects of beauty to behold, and I became ever so careful to please them ...n every way possible while I had the chance, because I knew at the pit of me that I was different. I wasn’t like the others. And in no small way, they knew I was different too. Even the ugly girls in the school tried to look like these women but failed miserably. They gave their men blow jobs in the bathrooms, but they were simply dumped for the. She was trying with one hand to adjust her skirt so that her thighs are not exposed through that nasty slit. Quite the opposite of what she did a few minutes earlier, trying to arouse me. I could see through the slit her nicely tanned shapely legs and thighs, and deep in I could also see the shadow of her white panties. I slowly placed a hand on her legs and began to rub gently. She tried to remove her leg from where it was and I allowed her. And then I started to caress her legs again and she. And just like that he was mineI saw her txting she was going to be home soon at 8 and deleted it from his phone waking him up with a wet bjwhen she got home i was on top of him in her cute red undie she had left at his placein the door of the room the bitch black teen girl looking at me moan and take her bf all in i saw her eyes full of water before closing the door quiet , leaving i moan louder and sluttier than she ever had , her bf calling me a good girl loud and cleartaking him away for me,. She knocked, glancing once more behind her into the forest to make sure the beast was not stalking her, then turned back with her most cheerful smile as the door opened.It was not Christopher who answered the door. Instead, a young woman stood there. She was very attractive, with long blond hair that had a silver sheen in the moonlight. She had a very fair face, almost pale but quite beautiful. Her lips had that always-pursed look to them that made her seem as if she were eternally asking.