Somehow, the very feminine undergarments looked out of place hanging beside her rugged outer clothing. As she picked up the empty bucket she had broug...t the clothes over in, she glanced at her hanging clothes again and realized that it wouldn’t take a genius to note there were far more panties than bras. Well, if he didn’t realize that I went braless, he certainly should now. The panty and bra numbers don’t match – at all. Four panties and one bra hanging there. Much to her consternation, she. Then I dipped down, taking more of him. I developed a rhythm of small pussy kisses and deep, deep plunges. My baby was groaning out the whole time and he started slapping my ass on every down thrust. "Fuck, baby," I yelled. "Harder, baby, keep going, fuck." He smacked me and slapped me and I started screaming out. My god, the combination of his dick so deep in me and the spanking drove me wild. I was only my body. There was nothing else in the world. Shit, shit! "Baby...do it....harder," I. Suddenly the boys took notice. 'None of these ass lickers for me!' sharon thought to herself.Boys from the block was never her thing.Sharon moved away from the country and went to live in Boston. Will only a few hundred dollars to her name and a scholarship, Sharon was determined to make it in the 'big city'. No more country bumpkin, she was 21 now will all the assets of a woman.As the months went by and money began to dwindle Sharon became desperate to find a job to 'tide her over' until she. "Did you hear what the one-act play is going to be?"Mr. Franks, the drama teacher, had announced Dark of the Moon as the Fall one-act play. He had most of the cast set, but was looking for some people to help the leads rehearse their lines, and I had suggested Beth as a possibility. I wanted to try to get her involved in the theater if I could. I knew she wasn't sure enough of herself to audition to actually be on stage, but there's always a need for more back-stage worker-bees."Yeah, and Mr..