Her dark eyes taking in the lustful look on his face.She didn’t want him. She needed him. Needed him more than anything. LIke she was a junkie and h... was her fix. Her blood boiled with sheer sexual desire. Her nipples throbbed as he reached down, gripped her ass and pulled her against his jeans covered crotch.“Uhhhh,” she sighed as he pressed against her. His jeans rough against her hairless lips. Rough on the sensitive tissue. Her hips pushed up as she rutted against him. Her bare ass on the. The door to the master bathroom was closed while Mommy showered, and I hunted down the tennis shoes and socks she had worn. They were on the floor next to the walk-in closet. Bringing up the toes of her socks to my nose, I inhaled and fireworks went off in my brain as I replayed her tennis court humiliation of me while grabbing and stroking myself through my father’s shorts. I jumped, thinking I heard the door open, but realized it was just a false alarm. Trying to hurry, I picked up each of. "One, two, three," Jill counted as the warmth in my groin grew as a result of Sally's soft caress. "Four, five, six," Jill continued. My attention moved from the pleasure in my balls to what Sally was beginning to do to the tip of my penis with her tongue. She had started to slowly circle her warm tongue on the sensitive spot just under the tip of my penis. As she continued I could feel my body begin its wonderful climb toward orgasm. "Seven, eight, nine," Jill counted as my breathing deepened. Inside, in complete darkness, a naked young girl sits on a wooden bench secured to the wall, hands and feet tied. She looks at him in terror, behind a bulky gag.“Jason’s job,” he thinks, sure they’ve prepared her for him. Usually, they are not gagged like this, nor do they have their ankles splayed and tied to the ends of a metal bar. MM leaves the door open for the light from the hallway to enter and grabs her hair to put her on her feet. She is a beautiful young girl; a mestizo with sleek jet.