The heady mix of desire and degradation was too intoxicating to resist. "I understand" I said, and we both knew I meant it. He leaned in for a gentle ...iss on the lips, smiled at me and then growled, "get on your fucking hands and knees slut", giving me a hard slap to the face for emphasis. I dropped down and looked up at him for further instruction...he opened the door and signalled for me to crawl in, and as the door clicked shut behind us he let out an evil laugh that sent shivers down my. I'll bring him by in a couple days so you can meet him." Hey Slick, you and your buddy need to bust your nuts in the bitch he needs to leave" Howard called to the bartender as he handed Bernard a wad of cash.The bartender picked up his pace as he fucked my sloppy ass. Finally he grunted as he unloaded his load deep inside me. I felt cum running down my legs as he pulled out. The bartender's buddy continued to ream his cock in and out of my aching throat as I tried my best to provide suction and. "Bob called recess," he said, smiling. "You play at recess... and talk."Roberta reacted to the word "play" much differently than Jeff had meant it. She'd tried that same exact word with her husband one night, when he was hunched over the computer, researching a company's stock value."Come on, baby," she said, standing behind him and running her hands down onto his chest. "You've been in school long enough. It's time for recess... time to play." In a minute," he'd said, ignoring her hands. "You. It's just a young team. Stephy's the only level seven, so she's the only one who's done an optional routine before. The others are all used to compulsories." What's that?" Tami wanted to know."Well, Kelly and Miranda are level sixes. The rest are, or were, level fives. In club competition, like we do, the levels up through six do compulsory routines. That is, they all do the same routine. When they get to seven or above, they do optionals, where every girl has her own routine. In middle school.