All during this suck-session I was looking up into his face, taking in every expression until he achieved ecstasy. Now, he just looked down at me smil...ng, seeing his semi-hard cock firmly buried in my mouth."You look pretty good with your mouth full of my cock. Lets see how good your ass looks full of my cock?"He had me stand up and bend over the back bench. I reached back to spread my ass cheeks easing his entry like a good submissive bitch. He spanked my ass until I groaned, working up his. As I stood directly in front of the brushes, I made no attempt to speak. I figured that whoever was hiding in there would reveal himself or herself in due time. After about five minute, a voice with no trace of fear said“You’re still here?” I replied “not until I see who you are. This is a nice neighbourhood, we don’t want any trouble or any unsavory people around here.”“Unsavory people?” she asked confusion clearly in the voice. “I don’t know what that means.”“It basically means we don’t want. She went into the refrigerator and began pulling out her ingredients. Rochelle rinsed out her teacup and placed it in the dishwasher. Today, Darrah was taping was video presentation for her public speaking class mid-term project. She’d asked Rochelle if she could use her house. As they discussed it, the mentor suggested Ty film it. Ty, officially Tyrell Devaughn Freeman, was a boisterous, curious, and fun-loving k**. He played was on the varsity football and basketball teams. But his best sport. He bathed his body, soaping up his armpits, his ass crack, his feet and washed between his legs. He spread lather over his chest and down his stomach to his large cock. He enjoyed the feeling of his soap-slicked fist massaging his cock.He turned under the showerhead rinsing the suds from his body. He took one of the oversized towels Emma provided for him and dried all parts of his body. After applying deodorant he left the bathroom, but turned away from his room and went in the other direction.