Money and a semi-safe future aside the lack of people to deal with never failed to bring joy to her heart. No one would care or even notice if she was...’t bringing her A-game all day every day, if she had wasted money on a haircut to look ‘professional’ or cut the hair herself to avoid spending a ton of money on an unpleasant experience with more people she couldn’t stand.And who would complain if she were to take a masturbation break right there, right then? No one, that’s who. She was still. " By the sounds coming from next door it sounded like Brenda was already giving it to Tom too. "But it is not enough that Mistress Brenda punished you for insulting her. I am going to punish you for disobeying me." She came with a shudder as she thought of what she had planned and what my tongue was then doing to her clit."We have the rest of the afternoon to punish you, slave. Run upstairs and get the scarves and ropes." "Yes, Mistress" I said as I raced up the stairs, balls bouncing and cock. Moving down your arms making my way to your legs, I backed up. “Take your pants off.” You gladly pushed them down and was going for your boxers but I stopped you. “Not yet. All in good time.” I pushed you back to lay completely on the bed. Climbing on top of you as we kissed, you groaned as my pussy rubbed against your cock trying so hard to escape the trap that it is in. Your hands moved up to my thighs, rubbing them ever so softly it gave me goose bumps. Your hands slowly moved up to my ass. Bridget is on scholarship playing tennis back east and is home on holiday break. Kerry is a senior in high school who recently turned eighteen years-old“Bridget, Bridget, Bridget, that’s all I ever hear about,” said Kerry in an exasperated voice. She spouted to her parents. Kerry stormed out in stomping her foot in frustration as she swiveled her foot so, her backside now facing her father. Paul noticed that Kerry’s green corduroy pants are way too tight to be acceptable in the bottom which.