He had very nice balls that hung low in his completely smooth light brown sack. He sat there not sure what do next so i knelt in front of him and kiss...d his shaft and balls. He already had precum developing so i knew he wasnt going to last long. I took his head in my mouth and ran tongue slowly around it at first and then speeding up. He was gasping at everything and arching his back toward me so i took his shaft into my mouth and held it in deep for a moment. His hands came up and he began. Of course her Mistresses loves to have the color of her pubic hair match whatever color I dyed her hair.Becky's Mistress just can't stand wigs and has always insisted that we used her natural hair. That first time her hair was too short to do anything with other then a cute pixie cut. I remember that we dyed it a deep red color, it was half way between a natural hair color and a punk dye job. Becky looked just adorable. Of course with the hair so short it was a perfect opportunity to show off. Randi straddled my hips and guided my cock into her and settled slowly down on it. I had not felt a pussy that tight in a very long time and I knew I must be stretching her a little as she worked her way to the base. When Randi had finally become comfortable with our union she put her hands on my lower rib cage and began rising up and down on me. Her pussy was warm and I actually sighed out loud, “Oh, my God…” Teresa climbed up on the chair straddling my chest. I could smell her sex as she. The next morning when we got to school, I used POV to find the pusher. It was easy—he was in the process of selling some marijuana at that moment. Brenda kept a lookout while I delved into his mind to find the identity of his supplier. The name was at the top of the pusher's mind; his sales quota had just been raised and the pusher was cursing his supplier for putting the additional pressure on him. I was searching for additional information when Brenda nudged me to remind me that classes were.