Only this time, I saw a strange face -- a really adorable brunette with hypnotic dark brown eyes. She also looked like she just came from work. She wo...e a short black jacket and a slightly above-the-knee black skirt. Black nylons and pumps completed the ensemble. She eyed me from across the bar and motioned me with her flashing brown eyes to sit next to her. She was sipping a vodka martini, the same as me. "Some coincidence," I told her. "You don't recognize me?" she asked. She did look. By the time they broke that long kiss both were breathing heavily."I wish I could squeeze my willy," he whispered.Becky wished she could rub that spot between her legs too. Her conscious mind warned her that it would be folly to do that with their mother right next to them, though.She kissed Frank again. He wasn't expecting it, and his lips weren't closed when she did so. Rather than try to close them, as he thought was proper, he experimented with loosening them. He felt her lips rub against. I don’t need you bugging your dad, getting me a charity job. Frankly, it’s pretty insulting. I’m not exactly living on the street.”“Oh, get over yourself,” she snarled. “That’s not what’s going on at all. I told my dad I had a new friend and he was curious about you. When he found out you were a serious science geek, he practically started jumping up and down. He wants to talk to you ASAP. I’ll text you the address. Get your ass over there right after school.” She spun around and stalked off.As. . Lick my ass.... Slut...."James raised an eyebrow and smirked. "You're also the one who endangeredmy life, mistress."Tired though she was, her eyes opened wide, incredulous that he would makesuch a comment. "How dare you.... Talk back to me... Punish you later...Now lick my ass."She slowly rolled over on her stomach, her flaccid cock and ample breastspressing into the warm muck. She spread her legs slightly and presentedher plump, mud smeared ass to her slave.James shrugged his shoulders and.