I wanted him to take me good, plant his load in me good and deep then maybe a second time, if I could get him up again. My friends were nice and I enj...yed sex with them. My uncle was an adult and hung better, I craved him. I told myself it would be better the next time. It was.He drove to a place that I knew as a ‘lover’s lane’, out in the country. It was also a place to have parties and swim. He found a pretty secluded spot, in the shade, we played around a little in the front seat, he got. Then only I realized my situation. But it was too late to hide. His hand was moving slowly on my thigh as he was noting the reading on the tape. I had closed my eyes one due to shyness and secondly I was feeling that I was floating. Probably he saw my condition.Now his forefinger just touched between my thighs. I didn’t know what to do. Should I push him away? But the feeling was so good that I automatically widened my legs. Babu had slowly started rubbing the center. I kept quiet allowing him. She was dressed in a long latex ball gown which ended just above her waist, with a white under bust waspie corset on, with crystal covered nipple plates, showing her large fake, but gorgeous breast off and a white ribbed neck brace and her fiery red hair up in a bun, fixed into place with white chop sticks and white mask, covered with crystals with vibrant red lipstick on, “Trace, thank you for coming” “thank you for the invitation” Trace replies “no plus one?” “No he’s away, having to work!”. “Mr Gladman you are one of the City’s, indeed the Country’s, most talented tattooists I am told ?” The man nodded his assent as James continued. “I would like you to take this woman with you now and bring her back this afternoon. You are to Tattoo the word “SLUT” here, just above her cunt”. He motioned for Melanie to raise her skirt, knowing she would be wearing no underwear “…here.” He added a small mark with a felt tip pen “in letters about an inch high. And then here…” he indicated for.