" Sure Jigs. By the way, where's the wine cellar."Jigs smiled indulgently and said, "Make a left at the lobby and two doors down on the right." Okay,"...Ryan said and hurried off, his head still spinning. He made the left at the lobby but forgot what side Jigs said. He turned to the left instead of the right and opened the door. It wasn't the wine cellar but the exercise room. He stopped in his tracks. Inside, sitting on one of the exercise benches, was a dark haired woman of about 40. Ryan. “Open your mouth,” he ordered. Rachel’s lower jaw dropped, and her tongue peeked out from her lush lips. Her eyes were wild and her mouth salivating as though she’d die if he didn’t give her his cock soon. Marcus moaned. “Fuck, baby.” He slapped his cock over her tongue. “Am I a good slut, Daddy?” She blinked up at him.Marcus stared at her bright, lust-filled eyes. She loved it. Loved being a whore for him. And Marcus would make sure she got what she needed, within reason.Beads of. ”He reached behind him and picked up a small plastic bag with something inside but I couldn’t tell what it was, he opened up his hand and showed me the packet, it had brown coloured stuff in it that looked like broken clay. I was confused and looked at him for some sort of explanation. He had a dark look in his eyes as I looked directly at them, he said “This was also found in your locker this morning when I carried out the search, it seems your not as innocent as you would have me believe,. That's nice.I held out my hand to Chase. He took it and we started dancing in themiddle of his bedroom.I looked into his eyes and we started making out. My hands were holdinghis back under his towel. I could feel the warmth of his skin. My breastswould push against his chest. After making out for what seemed likeeternity. I was getting really horney.Thoughts kept running through my mind. Like - Am i going to go throughwith this? He hasn't made the first move yet. Should I? If I turn backinto a.