"Jasmine got dressed and said, "I hope we can all do this again." Oh, you'll be stopping by for a house visit very soon," Chelsea said. "Which will in...lude a pre-publication reading." Great," Jasmine nodded."Be sure to get that cum off your face before you go back to your campsite," Chelsea suggested."Oh shit, thanks," Jasmine said.Jasmine left, and Chelsea ordered, "Mommy-slut, you keep the cum on your face, and go get us a pizza." Honey, I...." Now, slut," Chelsea ordered. "Any protests, and. One day I was asked to help with a rush order that needed to go out later that day, I went to the guy who normally did the order picking and he thrust the order in my hands and told me to crack on ! I said are you not going to supervise and he said fuck that!! And laughed and said on the job training. The next afternoon I could see the warehouse manager glaring at me and gesturing for me to see him now in no uncertain manner,I walked over to his office and he said shut the fucking door and. He kept playing with my hairs the whole time and was in love with his abs.While I was busy fondling his abs, I felt a intruder in my clit and yes it was his fingers. He finger fucked me , licked my juices and then I undid his pants and freed the monster trying to come out since long. I wrapped my hands around it, jerked it, kissed it, licked it and even bite it a little. I played with as if I was a small kid and I had got a new little toy.Then he told me to kneel on the floor. I was a little. Her parents being middle class prudes disowned her when she did as they didn't like Peter . Peter or Punk Pete as he was known was a spotty 19 year old juvinile delinquent with red spikey hair and a safety pin through his left ear . He enjoyed screaming and spitting at people and was generally vile. Jenny had gotten caught up with him when she was 17 and soon moved in and soon got pregnant to Punk Pete . When Pete found out he chucked the chip pan out of the kitchen window packed his things and.