Hows a bout a bring you in five till bout ten. What days you able to come in? Every day, she said, that devilish smile touching her lips again for a m...ment. Kay, make you a deal. Five till ten Tuesdays till Fridays. You want weekends? She nodded. And eight till we close up on weekends. Sound alright, little girl? Very much so. Thank you. Damn, she thought. Cant stay. Its Monday. He led her out to the door and she went out to her car. When he saw what she was getting in, he waved for her. The tremors in her hands soon calmed and moisture quickly formed on her pussy lips as she continued to rub the butt plug back and forth. When her pussy was suitably lubricated, Kathy turned the plug inward and began thrusting the tip into herself, coating the length of the rubber phallus with her own secretions. As Kathy worked the plug in and out of her own pussy, her breathing quickened, and her ass began humping back onto her own hands."That's enough of that slut. I think the butt plug is. We left the locker room to bowl our games, and as far as I knew at the time, Larry did not notice me staring at his cock again. I started thinking about the incident at the urinal the previous week and then the situation this week with Larry standing next to me with his cock in my face, and I was trying to figure out why Larry’s cock attracted my attention so much. I knew that I was a normal, married guy with no homosexual desires, and that I would always prefer to suck and fuck a pussy when it. " Ooooohhhh..." Lynn's voice rose in a despairing avail, her hands pushed themselves forcefully against her ears, and her eyes closed tight as though desperately trying to shut off every trace of the outside world -- a world that now seemed peopled with a million pairs of eyes, all staring into the corruption of her soul, laughing and watching as she tried to hide her nakedly defiled body behind the transparency of her shame. "Nnnnoooo..." Her voice filled the cabin and blotted everything from.