When his tongue began working on her ear, she arrived. The orgasm turned Kelly’s legs into jelly. Only her grip on Jason kept her from slumping to t...e floor. With his help, she made it to the old wooden stool that was a fixture behind the counter. “Damn. What were you using, your thumb?” Jason gave her the thumbs-up sign with a shiny wet digit. “Yep. Just call me little Jack Horner.” Kelly shook her head. “Believe me, thumb or no thumb, you’re not a good boy—not after making me think Mr. Allen. “Just playing with you, girl,” he would say. “Just playing.”After the movie had finished, Kiffi stood up. “I’m ready now. My dick is ready.”Lotte felt her anus tingle, and she looked up at him, vowing to herself to be cooperative and fully obedient, to please him to the utmost.“You have to earn sucking it,” said Kiffi, unzipping his trousers and then flopping out his willy, which was soft but still an impressive size.He fiddled with his willy for a while, smiling at her, while she was fixed. ’I laughed and straddled his groin and slowly sank down, rubbing myself up and down on his body. Going up to his head and kissing his mouth, then down his body and bumping into his sheath with my crotch. Back and forth when I felt his cock sticking out of his sheath. I wiggled my bottom against the protruding cock and made it grow more, trying to line up my hole with his member. When I felt him just enter me, I paused and rotated on his cock. I could feel him growing inside me and I pushed back. Right now you're thinking I'm some rich kid, who grew up near the fucking beach, and I really hate to disappoint you but I've barely ever seen a beach. Most of the time when I did, I was watching it on TV, like you do.I worked my ass off in college, in Michigan of all places. I majored in Business, at U of M, Go Blue!Anyway I came home and had a couple of really shitty assistant manager jobs until my Grandfather died and left me what had been previously thought of as worthless land. My dad.