It was as if I'd been drugged. As I lay there engrossed in my self indulgence and bliss, I hadn't noticed the vine moving towards me. In fact I didn't...notice until it reached my left ankle and started to wind itself around my leg. I said to it. "Where do you think your going you saucy little devil. You can't get fresh with girls. It's not nice." and I giggled softly. Of course I didn't think it was doing anything more than looking for a place to climb and it would be easy enough to unwrap from. Donna’s job was to be a server in the club’s dining room in the evening. It turned out there was much more to the job than she had assumed. She followed Sally around like a puppy for several nights. The woman managed to keep up a running chatter about the people they worked with, her family and all the little duties and tricks-of-the-trade that a server needed. After a while the seeming disorder and chaos of the kitchen and server’s station began to make sense and Donna. ”His cock was touching the crack of her butt as the comment was made. It felt so big and strong against her sensitized skin. Sarah just moaned a reply. Her mind was lost as she tried to pretend none of what had happened with this man was real.“I promise I’ll be gentle,” he reassured her as he moved his cock up against her round ass. His hands parted her buttocks as the cock head touched her small asshole. Obviously, she had never been fucked in the ass before anymore than she had anywhere else. .." Scott says to Randy, who is boiling over with rage. "You fucking whore!" Randy screams as he throws an empty glass vial across the room, hitting a wall near where Shelly is having her brains fucked out by the Chemistry Professor. Kyle Owens is his name, and he's a married, 50 year old with 3 kids. He should know better, but apparently Shelly was too convincing that night. Kyle turns to see what the commotion is, but Shelly keeps pushing herself back into Kyle's cock. Randy reaches for.