"Got a problem?" a female voice asked.Wayne turned, found Megan, and she shot him at point blank range."Hint," Megan said coolly. "This isn't light tr...ining."She continued to taunt Wayne. "You were destined to lose this match. And nothat wasn't paint. You won't last very long now - Wilma will be hereshortly." A plume of smoke went in Wayne's face, and Megan sauntered off.Wilma must be one of the other girls, Wayne thought. At that point he startedto get very tired, and he instinctively made for. She put a hand behind her head, suddenly wishing her hair were longer. Gary held the choker against her neck, taking his time and leaning into her ear. “You may call me, ‘Sir’, anywhere but in public.” With an audible ‘click’ the clasp locked and Elaine shivered. She had to get a hold of herself. I can’t believe I’m fucking this up! She turned back to him, unable to meet his eyes. “Th… Thank you for. He knelt between my legs and lifted my feet to his shoulders and said '...now we gonna fuck righteously...' I glance between my thighs and saw his throbbing member, it seemed so huge and twitching back and forth, it also was bent to the left with a deep purplish head to it. Leaning over me he caused my knees to come back to my shoulders as he entered my helpless anus. I tried to place my hands on his hips to hold him back. His friends knocked my hands away as he entered my defenseless hole.. Now come on,I want to show you what I've got!" My heart starts to race as Nicoletips out the carrier bag onto my bed, revealing three pairs of soft pinktights, a light blue thin-strapped leotard, a flimsy light bluewraparound skirt and a pair of canvas dance shoes."Come on! We need to get dressed!" Nicole says, quickly pulling on herown tights and her leotard over her panties. I emulate my friend-marvelling at how different the soft dance tights feel to my thickschool tights, and how snug and.