Most of them were rather inconspicuously; normal delivery vans or discrete estate cars, all in muted colours. But some dozen metres ahead someone hadn...t been so reserved: two women in martial black latex uniforms were unloading a dark Porsche Cayenne turbo. Like most seventeen-year-old girls Vanessa didn't know much about cars nor was she interested in, but she was sure that none of these vehicles had left factory with two by two boxes similar to those body freezers in a morgue instead of rear. "Well, grease it up. You get to bust my cherry ass."I stood there for several moments waiting for it to sink in while she slowly pulled up off his cock and then slowly lowered herself back down until it was once again buried completely in her puss. "Well?"I dropped my underwear as I got up on the bed. I soon had a good coat of lotion on my cock as I pushed it towards her once forbidden region. When it made contact she stopped to let me push the head into the tiny rosebud. At first I didn't. There was that connection, that intangible bond you get sometimes when you meet someone and you feel as if you've known them forever. Or, at the very least, that you can open up to them in ways you can't with others. Karen hadn't even been coming two full weeks when Tracy started looking forward to her visits. They would break up the monotony of her day, provide her company, and she enjoyed sharing her artwork with Karen.One day, Karen stopped by on a day she wasn't scheduled to visit. She said. "It seems to Ed and I that some of you have been feeling some unmet needs these last few days, and we've been trying to figure out what we can do to solve that problem. But to do that, we need to get a handle on exactly who has what problem. So we're going to start with the easier ones first."If you're happy with your current situation, please get up and move over to that side of the room. If you feel like you need a man in your bed once in a while, but you're not looking for a child out of it,.