We are not married, well at least not to each other I said. I hear you, man she has got some fine looking titties, how about letting me get a look at ...hem? I told him they weren't my titties that he needed to ask her.When she returned, we talked about everything but sex. After about 15 minutes Mark finally asked Allison if he could see her tits. She blushed and looked at me. I don't care; I have already told him they were yours. She smiled and said make it quick. She looked to see if anyone was. “Putting herself down like that.”I shrugged. “She only does it when she’s in a good mood. She’s been in a good mood all day.”“Is she really being punished?” asked Melissa. “Are your parents really making her wear that outfit and be the waitress?”“Yes, she’s being punished,” I said. “Yes, she has to do all the serving but the outfit is all her own idea. Like I said, she’s been in a good mood all day. I guess she took the idea of being the caterer and ran with it.”Liz shook her head and ushered. The subdivision only requires list of material used if the fence is on the back half of the property. And, my attorney has furnished me with signage wording that upon entering this gate they are on private property and law enforcement cannot enter without a search warrant. In other words a risk free sex area!I lined up four fence companies to look at the project. To not reveal the true intent for these fences I told them the small holes (dick size) were for cameras to take pictures as the. My drama class was first period. Me and my chick friends gathered in the female dressing room and they quizzed me about the rumors. I told them the whole damn story and swore them to secrecy. Then I vented about every chick in a ponytail fucking my man. My good friend myra said that’s easy. That means you fuck the quarterback. I giggled and said I hate sports. She told me his ass was one of a kind and if any man could give a good dicking he would be king.I can’t believe it happened so fast..