. You, the erm... like anal uh... no-goer. You really let that guy turn you into his dirty backdoor slut? I thought you were chaste like a nun – ana...ly speaking, I mean” Jasmine bit her lower lip. “Apparently he was more convincing than my convictions.” “I don't believe you. You're shitting me,” Greg said with half a grin. “Fuck you, Greg! You know I'm not.” “You're not gonna make me believe that kind of shit, you know. Not falling for it. Not gonna happen.” Jasmine playfully hit her friend's. Trace carried his grandmother's luggage to her room down the hall and across from his. His mom and dad left and soon as Bev had a chance to unpack and relax for a bit, she and Trace sat down in the living room to chat. They made small talk mostly and then Bev got a little more serious with Trace."Let's cut through some crap, shall we?" she said, startling Trace. He was now expecting to find out why his mom did not get along with Bev and how this might be a very long three months. She continued,. .....‘Get up! Get the fuck up! I’m tired of this shit now. Is getting my cock in your mouth so difficult? Can’t you do a bloody thing right?’Looking down I watch as she struggles back onto her knees. I know that must have hurt as she fell so heavily, but she must learn to control her body and to strive to please me whatever the cost to herself.My cock throbbed for her mouth but tormenting the slut was irresistible.‘You have one more chance whore....one more chance’ I left the sentence hanging. Jan smiled and said I am shooting for more than 3. Susan asked if she wanted to make a bet. Jan said sure. Stakes would be that the loser would bring the winner a fuck toy a day for one week.They headed into the frat. Jan decided not to be coy. She went into the bathroom and pulled off her bra and panties. She had always had small tits but her nipples would poke through any bra if she was excited. She decided that nothing should be in the way of her nipples poking through her silk.