. or wanted to do... about it anyway.The wet grass felt soft on her back as she used one hand to manipulate her already- throbbing clitoris while two,...then three fingers of the other hand pistoned in and out. The moonlight glistened off the secretions coating her fingers, and she became aware of how wet she really was. Cheryl could feel not only the wetness on her fingers, but how it seemed to be literally oozing out and dripping down her lewdly splayed thighs. She hoped that her new Master. "Well, I didn't say that," he replied sheepishly."She'd smack the shit out of you, is what you mean," Cathy giggled.James was sitting there, enigmatic grin pasted to his lips, shaking his head. "Mmm-mmm," he grunted."So what's your problem?" David asked him.James kept the smile. "White boys always be talkin' bout eatin' pussy. You wouldn't catch me doin' that shit."There were some catcalls. He shook his head again, and said, "You white girls tricked these boys into stickin' they tongue where it. " But you still worked for him?" I pointed out."Oh yes," she admitted, "that was the worse bit. I could see him look at me sometimes when he thought I didn't notice. That arrogant look that said 'I've had you and you don't know it' but I did and now I want him to pay." Okay, so why now?" I asked. "Why wait until now?" Why now?" she said. "Well, last Friday he left the company and is now working for someone else. For a whole year I could do nothing but be polite and get on with my job but now. As mom reluctantly walked to the changing room with the blue dress in her hand, I was standing behind watching her. Her bottom swayed in air polluting my mind. For the first time ever, I was eyeing my own mom’s butt and was thinking dirty in mind. I had to immediately get into my senses and realise what I was thinking.But little did I know my craving for sexual desires had crossed boundaries and I was willing to loose my virginity to anyone. I sat on the bench waiting for my mom while she was.