The dark hairedone spoke first, she removed her hand that had been clasped to her mouthand said "oh my god Claire was right, it's a naked boy". I pres...medClaire was the blonde who once again jabbed at me with the broom, moreconfident now with her two companions "what are you doing in here?, whereare your clothes? and why are you tied up?" with each question a prod ofthe brooms bristled head against my naked body. The red head spoke next"never mind that Old Jensen will be cleaning up soon, if. She was twisting her hands in water tape. Catching it griply. Again I asked her what’s this? She didn’t reply.I just inserted both my hands into her shirt.Wowwwww. No bra, I wonder why?I caught both her nipples in both my hands. Just rolled my finger around her nipples.Digging my dick in her ass crack. Asked in her ear whats this?She replied in a low moaning – mangoes.M – are they real mangoes?P – yes. Open the screen (t-shirt) which is hiding the real mangoes from u.In a single shot, I removed. I want to show it to her. I like to pretend she’s watching me when I undo my pants and reach in and pull it out, all stiff and hard, and wrap my fingers around it and pull it till I pump lovely dollops of cheesy spunk everywhere. I’m doing it now, d’you want to see?============================================================= It is nearly closing time, two days later. Daphne has come out into the storeroom and is standing beside me while I’m cleaning the bench.‘Jimmy,’ she says. ‘Are you in. So we sent Tommy, he was the paper boy and boosted having seen many women around the neighborhood in their skimpiest while throwing the paper and collecting the fees. But Tommy went in and claimed to have been shot down so they turned to me. I had already finger banged two girls and this made me a god to these guys. I was to them a guy who knew women and pussy and if anyone could come up with the answer of what was between Shelly's legs I would be the man to get this done. Looking back on.