"Kallie came and knelt down beside her, putting her hand on the distraught girl's shoulder. "Don't worry, dear. You don't have to have sex with him, b...t you do have to 'take what he gives you'." She leaned in close and whispered: "Use your mouth. President Clinton himself said that it isn't sex, right?"Getting back up and shooting Gabe a reproachful look, Kallie returned to the party.Gabe walked back over to Becky. His penis was pointing at her, still a bit soft from the verbal onslaught. She. I told him my stories about hanging out at the mall as a kid, and how wonderful it had been. I wondered where young people hung out today.“Snapchat,” he said. “Instagram.”“That’s it?” I asked. “Sounds kind of lonely to me. Don’t people your age get together in person anymore?”He snorted. “Only after they’ve been vetted through an app.”Ugh. That didn’t sound like fun.We reached a discreet hallway about midway down the concourse. It was brightly lit with fluorescent lights that were much brighter. And she was doing them voluntarily - simply because he told her to! And yet when Master instructed her to rub her tender pussy lips she did that and more. She plunged her fingers into herself at his command and squeezed her clit with her other hand. Having him watch her gave her an added, unexpected thrill and soon she was lost in the build up to one of the best orgasms she could remember having in a very long time. She threw her head back and bucked her hips up. She hit an explosive climax and. She continued to undress until she showed off her full form. With onlysmall A cup breasts, thin looking limbs...and a dick, that was strangelyenough of a different slightly darker looking Caucasian skin. Knowing whatwas about to come it sprung to attention. "Okay. Step one...almost done." Darka neatly undressed the skinsuit placingits clothes on the side. "Goodbye goth, hellooo..." Darka opened up theskinsuit, pushing her head inside it. A moment of darkness andstruggle...followed by the mess.