“Yeah! I really like this grill,” Willie replied.“When did you get it again?”“Damita gave it to me for my birthday.”“It’s nice,” sha...ed the guy with a Master of Divinity degree. “When will she be home?”“Pretty soon I would think.”“I grilled some chicken tenders for the k**s too. She’s picking up some frozen fries. Think they’ll like that?”“Yep,” the 33 year-old affirmed.Damita finally arrived. She parked her red 2016 Volkswagen Jetta 2.0T GLI SEL. The five-six, medium complexioned, plump. They finished their drinks and Amy led them outside to an alley behind the bar. Now completely alone, she unbuttoned his trousers and ran her lips over the warm metal of the chastity belt. ?Oh fuck, I really want what’s in here,? she breathed as she tried to bite the steel with her teeth.?Take it!? Ben cried, ?Now!?Ben grabbed her waist and started to search her. He smiled as he felt an object nestling in the small fold between the top of her left thigh and the base of her butt. It was. They were tiny and I sucked on each little toe. I was making her get off this way. After I had came my cock shrank. It began to grow again while I sucked and nibbled on her toes and licked her feet. She kept giggling and shivering as I watched her pussy cream. I decided to eat that cream. I moved into the pussy zone and began licking and sucking long and hard. Her juices tasted like saltwater taffy. Yummy. I ate that pussy until she started squealing, "no more, no more." She couldn't get off. My eyes flickered down to his groin, briefly, and when they returned to his face, I could see surprise slowly changing to silent approval, maybe actual pride. My mind raced into the building to imagine Michael looking down on me from on high; could I pull it off without his knowledge? Stanley was clearly mine if I wanted him; did I have the nerve to let him know that I craved him? My head held still as Stanley passed out of view, to be replaced by his wife; attractive enough but with a.