Please don't make me pregnant."Amy said, "Alright Donna. Monday after classes, you are going tolook for work. You do need to contribute to the house f...nds."Sure enough on Monday I was looking for work. I was hired as acheck out girl at the local super market and a waitress at thelocal coffee bar. I pulled three four hour shifts at the marketand three five hour shifts at the coffee bar. They were all onseparate days. When I worked the supermarket, I wore a longskirt and flat soled shoes. When I. Well, that was definitely the sign I was looking for. I moved closer to her and continued to kiss her. Her tongue responded to mine and soon her breathing was getting heavier and we were french kissing with a great enthusiasm.I moved my mouth to her ear and then to her neck, kissing and licking. I was rewarded with soft moans of pleasure. We played around for some time before I placed my hand on her breast. Oh my God, she had the greatest tits I have ever had the pleasure of fondling! But,. The spot could notbe seen from the street but was far from private. He pressed his bodyclose to mine and I could smell the testosterone pouring out of him withhis sweat. He grabbed my ass and felt up my ass crack. I thought he mightwant to finger me right here through my pants, but he was just checkingthat I had followed instructions and my ass pussy was plugged.?Good Faggot! Got a pacier in your twat. It is not what you want thoughis it? Tell me what you need.??I need ?. I need your big. If only he’d lose the dorky glasses, bad haircut, and outdated clothes. I don’t know why, but I have a feeling he hides a banging body under there, and possibly a thick, juicy, treat for me! I got out of the office late; as usual I was tired, grumpy, and horny. It had been weeks since my last mind blowing orgasm. My boyfriend was out of town and my hand was beginning to resent me. I had thrown all of my toys away [jealous boyfriend] and now I was left to my own devices..