,he and mistress searched for every speck of dirt imaginable but couldn t find one ,the sole reason being that he liked spanking me a lot and wanted t... trash my bottom again this time over his knee....but for a second time luck was on my side............in the coming two days (my stay was of five days) all sorts of people starting pestering and offering mistress lot of money for the sissy slut to wash there car and soon mistress made some calculations and offered me 5 euros for every car washed. Drink up me hearties, yo ho! We kidnap and ravage and don’t give a hoot. Drink up me hearties, yo ho! A pirate’s life for me.”I yanked on my shorts just as a canoe glided into view. Sarah was sitting in front, wearing a black tank top printed with a huge skull and crossbones. A red bandanna covered her copper hair. Prisha sat in the stern, trying to steer the canoe to shore.Sarah waved a plastic cutlass. “Avast, Quixote, ye landlubber! Prepare to be boarded.”I ran down to guide their boat to. We squeezedin, almost unable to move. I knew what I had in my bags and I kept myeyes low in embarrassment. I was trying to keep myself in my own littleworld with nobody else around me, all alone on the train. Theunmistakable hard, springy sensation of a trouser clad cock brushingagainst the back of my hand brought me back with a snap. It wasn'tinsistent, but it was definitely rubbing backwards and forwards.Suddenly I understood the dilemma I was going to face over comingmonths, was this just a. ” “Love you too, mom. Bye,” I said as I hung up, not fully sure what the conversation was about. And I nearly forgot about the reunion and the conversation until I was walking into my room after just taking the midterm exams, lying on my bed and looking at the calendar. In big red letters for the following week, the word “REUNION” stood out. “Ah, shit,” I thought to myself as I grabbed for my phone. Being Friday afternoon, I figured that she would be getting ready for her shift at the bar. I.
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