The lad grabbed her hard around the chin. “Last chance…” he said.Swallowing hard, she slipped her little hand into the waistband of his trackies... hesitantly gripping the shaft of his penis. He was only half hard, but already he was thick. Slowly she started wanking him, feeling him swell to full hardness in moments.“Good girl,” he said, releasing her chin and lifting his backside off the seat and sliding his pants down to mid-thigh. His hard on sprung up proudly, slapping his belly. He wasn’t. Her parents wouldn’t even let her have a party. Her friends all had parties! It was so unfair!Straightening her over-size, crooked glasses again, Nirmala sighed looking at the pathetic cupcake with a single candle; a birthday present from the girl on the last shift. After work she had to go home and phone her parents to let them know she was safely home. Then she could log onto the dialup internet connection, not that she could get to any interesting sites; her strict parents had installed a. I had never thought of wearing them as I wanted Rob to have easyaccess ro me but not now. I curled up to him still feeling dirty and evensomewhat used from the blow job. Still he was my man and it was my dutyto see to his needs.Wednesday November 4, 1981I slept like crap last night. Between the discomfort of the panties andmaxi pad and the fact I had to get up in the middle of the night tochange my pad and refill so to speak. After Rob left for work I made anew jug of my fluid and changed my. I couldn't help myself and I certainly couldn't tear myself away.I watched, hypnotised as she picked up the shower gel and her hands had started to roam across her body, spreading foamy water as they moved. My eyes kept being drawn to her ass, which looked so firm and round and smooth. The scent of strawberries was filling the air now, mixing with the heat and the steam to form an intoxicating cocktail. I just wished that she would turn around so that I could see the rest of her, but the.