"I, umm," I fumbled. "It makes me want to serve you, Miss Vee. It makes me want to show you how desperate I am to please you and to make you want for ...othing. It makes me want to impress you." "I see," Miss Vee grinned. She removed her slick foot from my crotch and presented it to my nose. "And what about your pussy? Hmm? What does the scent of your own arousal make you want to do?" "It makes me," I blurted, before I felt a spank across my bum. "You didn't even take it in yet, bad girl,". '"Oh, yes! Do me baby! Suck my dick!" He moaned as the limo tore across the city line.Leigh's fingers deftly pulled his foreskin back to allow the wet flat of her tongue to press and then lick slowly across his slit, forcing it to wink as she passed from one side of his glans to the other. Michael's head lolled back and his eyes rolled in his head as the electric charge from her oral massage bolted through him. His hands went to her hair and he had to restrain himself from pushing her head hard. I didn't tell them the fight story. It was just too weird and I didn't want to tackle that subject just yet. Instead I made my way into our living room and watched TV. They went up to a bed a short while later and I just laid there watching a mindless sitcom rerun, my mind shut off and barely processing it. A couple hours later, headlights pulled into the driveway and the gaggle of girls tramped up the steps. "Oh crap," I thought, "they're going to be giddy and goofy, I gotta split."And of. Just ignore your mum; you do all the rest of the time. But Jesus is real. Why go to church if you aren't sure?" For Josh. Do you think Josh will forgive me?" The way Tess asked made it clear that she thought that there was no chance of that."Yes, he might." He told me, I was a slut and we're through." Tess, you think he was a little angry?" Umm, yeah." Of course he was. You've hurt him real real bad. But he's a guy, he can pull through." It's still all over. I am a slut, and he can never trust.