Thank you, you are sweet, i said as he took the knee pads out of the bag. no problem, he said. i rested my foot on his thigh, he grabbed it gently and...slid the knee pad over my toes and up my shin, over my knee. how does that feel? he asked, his eyes fixed on my pussy lips peeking through my shorts. mmm, his cock bulging up his pants. feels good, i giggled. then i placed my other foot on his thigh and he slid the other knee pad up my leg to my knee. i adjusted them, got up on my feet, he did as. “Not a bad size, at least I can have a bit of fun with it!” Faith approved to herself. She gave it a couple of experimental tugs, feeling it swell some more. Derek leaned in to kiss her, and she turned her head slightly, causing him to miss and kiss her neck. He seemed not to mind, taking a moment to shrug the shoulders of his overalls down, stepping out of them to reveal a grease-stained white t-shirt and jogging bottoms.He pulled her firmly back with him towards the cluttered desk, where he. I know about a dozen girls who are trying out for Cosette, Eponine, and Fantine’s understudy. That probably means there are likely as many as fifty or more, when you add in the Lincoln High people. Don’t be mad at me for this. I am protecting you,” I said, giving my best to explain.“I love you, Michael.” she said with her lips grazing mine.“Good,” I said moving forward and making real contact between us.“Michael, the Webber/Sondheim Concert is on local PBS starting yesterday. They did a fine. God, she loved him"Shut up, bitch!" Max ordered. "Answer me, Silk? You ever fucked with her, eh?" Hell no, Boss." You sure?" Christ, Boss... you know me better than that. I wouldn't lie to you..." Godamn you, Silk, you'd lie to your dying mother... but I think I believe you," the big man growled, a bitter grin twisting his mouth. "You know better than to touch one of my broads, then expect me to let her suck my prick after you've dirtied her. Eh... ? Don't you?" Sure, Boss... I understand."Max.