Unfortunately Jillian was especially good on faces and wondered why shehadn't seen this very attractive girl before. She studied Emma's face,somethin... about it was familiar."Darren...Darren is that you?" She looked horrified. "No wonder youdidn't want to come to the dance with me."Emma was like a rabbit in the headlights. His world was collapsingaround him. He did the only thing he thought he could do...He ran.He ran round his mother's car and straight out into the road and haltedin front. I ended up so wet and arroused. I would've done anything to get more, but then he stopped. I stopped. "Why are you all wet baby?" "Because of you." I smile. "I'm not there", he laughs "and you're a total slut." Now he was palying with my mind. He knew how much I like fantasying and he was cutting me off. "Well, we need to make your asscheeks real red because of the whore you are!" I caress my ascheeks a bit before I start spanking them hard, in a thrill, trying to feel a bit more than his. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Sharon realizes that she can probably be heard in the next room but her rapidly building orgasm shuts down any restraint she might have."Oh! That's it! Keep... doing... that!" She gasps out the last words while thrusting her hips off the bed, slamming her clit against his tongue. Tim keeps feverishly sucking her clit while pushing two fingers into her soggy pussy."Oh God! That's so good! Ohhhh! So good! OHHHHH YEAH" Sharon yells, squeezing her legs together. " Was all I said. What came to mind when she said 'unplumbed depths' was definitely NOT something I was going to say to a customer on second meeting.We entered a cavernous bedroom, furnished lavishly in dark woods and fine fabrics. The massive four-poster bed, however, seemed a bit out of sync with the rest of the decor."In here." she said, sliding open a mirrored door to reveal a closet the size of my living room. Leading me around a bend in the 'L' shaped room, she kicked a couple of.