"Want a beer?" Sure!"I watched as Merry sauntered over to the fridge and helped herself to two Buds. I had to wonder if she was putting a little extra...into the wiggle of her ass for my benefit. Or had that bastard Sullivan not told her I was hiding in the closet?"Here you are, Bernie. Cheers." Cheers." They clinked bottles. "Wow! This is something else!" So... questions?" Merry asked plopping down on the side of the bed."You... you were going to tell me about sucking him off. Did he have a big. You’re going to like Jackson, he’s so good to me,” she gushed. “I think we might get engaged by the end of the year.” I had already cleaned my two bedroom apartment when they arrived, and the master bedroom was ready for them. Jackson was a foot taller than Wendy, with broad shoulders and a shaved head. His hand dwarfed mine when we shook, and Wendy clung to him like a hungry puppy. We had a nice lunch and conversation that gave me a chance to get acquainted with Jackson. He was articulate. His life would be worth nothing if his friends knew about his most private life.So Larry drove into the city and went to a sex shop where he bought five dildos, the final one being a severe butt plug, probably not designed for sixteen year old girls.For three weeks they met for an hour every early evening so Larry could fuck her in the ass--no lubrication--and then ream her out good with one of the dildos until she screamed in pain from the way her sphincter muscle was being abused."Now comes. I bit my lips a bit as you twirled the minimalist, lace panties around your index finger. Slowly, you bent down, lifted one foot and then the other, and in the most deliberate way, the panties traveled up your smooth, sculpted leg. Everything you did was now hidden under your dress. I'm stuck with a giant bulge in my wool trousers. You walked toward me, heels clicking loudly on the wooden floor, as if to announce that you were my master, and that I was powerless in face of your seductive.