We both got dressed and sneaked out of the school. She gave me ride home.On the next day i had to use the toilet. While i was standing in front of it,...a hand started to softly stroke my dick while someone kissed my neck."Miss Peters, what are you doing? We could get caught."My dick was rock hard."Wrong! I'm your other fuckslut." What!"I turned around. Michelle was standing in front of me. She was wearing a red top with her grey yoga-shorts from yesterday. I could see her erect nipples through. Though Ronald may not have noticed, Jennifer had stopped giggling stupidly.When they got up to the landing at the half-ways-point, Jennifer mumbled, "I think I got the hang of it now baby - you go on to bed and I'll manage on my own."Having now fully explored that voluptuous right ass cheek, at least outside the thick leather skirt, Ronald was feeling brazen and a little light-headed at the possibilities, as he now considered the moment. If he had been of a right mind, he may have considered. I’ll answer your questions.”“Okay, let’s start over. Who hired you?”“It was a woman named Sharon Oakley. She’s paying me $15 a day to guard this place, and she is giving me a disk every time they make a new one. It’s better money than I can make mugging people, and I like the videos she sells.”It looked like the threat of burning him got the results that I wanted. I found out that Oakley’s boyfriend is named Ed Ashley, and he was the one who found the victims for Oakley to torture. Every once. ”Tabatha said, “We would have. I sucked one of the judge’s cocks but the girl that won let him fuck her. It just wasn’t fair.”Sylvia said, “I wouldn’t let her give that bastard her virginity…so the little slut and her mother won.”I asked, “Was he the only judge?”Tabatha laughed and said, “No! The other two judges were women and they were not the least bit interested in having sex with us.”Sylvia added, “But I know for a fact that the winner’s husband fucked the fat chick. That’s why she voted.