A dark haired Italian with face of a Botticelli and body ofa tigress. She was at least half a foot taller than me, with soft suppleskin only just conc...aling the taut muscles underneath like snakes hidingunder silk sheets. A perfect hourglass shape telling me I'd be spendingall my time with her...her eyes blazing almost as brightly as my step-father's, her full haughty lips wearing a similar smirk. I didn'tunderstand how a kept sissy could be so cocky...until I looked down andsaw what she kept. Jill threw herself onto the bed between us. Jennifer immediately hugged her, trying to calm her. I quickly joined in. We eventually got her calmed down enough to talk.Cory had turned her down. Last night he had plead exhaustion, and they had just slept. But tonight, he had turned down her advances because, he said, she was too young and he didn't need a rape charge on his record. This sent Jill into another crying jag and my anger rose as it never had before.“As soon as she settles a. She stumbles over to the boy, and hands him the thong, "wrap this around your cock, babe". He does and begins to wank with your thong around his cock, Claire just kneels in front of him, staring snobilly at him, making harsh cold eye contact with the horny boy while he stares at her visible bra and perky tits. Claires face says she's not impressed and shows no warmth, but inside she is on fire, hornier than ever before and desperately hoping she remembers every detail so she can fuck herelf. "Their workout started and Leighann was able to match power with the trainer, even after enduring a grueling upper body workout earlier. Her heart and competitive nature drove her to the limit.At first, it was even. After the jumping lunges, they took a break and breathed deep breaths. Neither of them said anything to each other. What was there to say when their lungs were in desperate need of air?When they went again, Leighann started strong but soon slowed down. Fatigue had settled in and she.