... is to be my lady.... come and you would work for me!" I spoke slowly. "You would be my personal sex slave!" " NNNNOOOO! NNNNNOOOO!" she answered.... enter the room closing the door behind me, she lays there in shock as I undress. Yami looking up, raising her head slightly, she sees my hands move down, grabbing hold of my long thick rock hard cock, starting to stroke it. Then I spoke, just two words, ' Ready Yami?' As Yami let her head sink back down and she bites her lip, she knew she was. You can wear NO shirt to a water park.Car mechanics tell you the truth. The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky. You don’t have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character. Wedding dress $5,000. Tux rental-$100. People never stare at your chest when you’re talking to them. New shoes don’t cut, blister, or mangle your feet. One mood all the time. Phone conversations. Knowing She could feel my verga" with her legs. Because she was carying her books and her bag on the other hand so her hands were full. But little by little i saw her hand reaching closer and closer to my d*ck (with the hand she was holding her bag with). Then i could feel her hand rubbing against my c*ck! (in a upward and downward way) it started to feel good little by little. I was trying not to pop a b*ner! But it finally did and it went straight against her clit! "giggle" i hear from her. Laura smiled. "I... I don't know."Now Jonelle looked deep into Laura's eyes. "You can tell me. I really like you, Laura. I feel... close to you. You can tell me."What was she saying? Laura wondered. Does she know I wanted to kiss her? Did she want me to?Laura's eyes blurred with tears. She squeezed Jonelle's hand, then raised it to her lips. Then she caressed Jonelle's soft cheek again with the backs of her knuckles. Their faces were so close that they either had to kiss or pull back. Jonelle's.