"Nevermind the legality, or lack thereof," said Dave, as if reading Jordan's mind."Let's just do this, OK?"* * *Jordan was completely prepared the nex... day. Instead of reporting to work athis normal company, he drove to C.P.F. and with a little help from a forgedID card, he got in. What he saw was strange. Instead of designers working atcomputers designing clothes, he found small tables, each with twodesigner-looking people and a young child--some boys and some girls--who wasbeing measured,. Lubrication for his cock was handy; he pushed his cock between the cheeks of that attractive bottom, gripped her tits and shoved. Elizabeth gave off a loud grunt as she grabbed the side of the vanity basin for support. Rick anchored himself, enjoying a sensation that he didn't think was on the menu but what did surprise him was the ease his cock slid in. "You have had it up the bum. Why didn't you tell me you wanted your bottom serviced, cripes I would have been up it like a rat is up a drain. Emily had had a few dates, but the boys were quickly turned off, either by her refusal to engage in any back seat activities or by her sharp intellect and quick wit which left them wondering what to say.Emily's hometown was more than a thousand miles from the transformed warehouse in New Jersey. The man Martin had hired had insisted that if there was to be no connection to the ultimate destination, the girl must be kidnapped as far away as possible. There was no overriding reason why Emily had. I kept diaries all through my early school years. As I got closer and closer to Billy, they became mainly just about him and the things we did together. They evolved into my sex diaries, and they became my erotic accounts of Billy and I. After William and I married we began to enjoy reading erotic stories to each other.It was just a kink. One night I read him a story that I actually wrote from my diary. About half way through, he realized it was he and I in the story. He was intrigued and.