My cock pressed against her lower abs. She was in fantastic shape. I was more than ready. Donna spread her legs and I positioned myself for entry int... the glory zone. She grabbed my cock and worked it back and forth across her clit, then slipped it into the opening of her vagina, using her fingers to push me in. Her pussy was tight. I could feel the walls of her vagina clamping down on the shaft of my cock. Donna moaned her approval as I pushed my pelvis against hers. I rhythmically worked. The scene was innocent filled with what could pass for a busy bar on a late saturday night. Scantly clad woman wearing carnival masks and dressed much as i was. Master led me with a firm grip on my shouldet. Turning me this way and that way until we reached a corner booth with no table. Sitting towards the middle. Master left my side.I watched the woman. High breasts, long legs, tight asses. I was very curious.Soon Master returned with what i could only describe as my Christmas presents. First. Mom had left the lamp on in the living room and I snapped it off as I went toward the small hall where my room was located with the guest bedroom. Mom's and Dad's room was located on the other side of the house off the dining room.I took a quick shower and then stretched out naked on my bed. Running my fingers over my tummy, and teasing my breasts without touching my nipples, I dreamed about Brad loving me with his mouth. I was already excited by our earlier contact and it didn't take long for. Fortunately most of them would be walking home.She was there of course, I'd known she was working tonight, talking inthe corner with some jock type. John? George? Some generic name Icouldn't remember. I'd seen him around, though, and was pretty sure hehad the hots for her. And why not? She was tall, thin, had long spiral-permed brunette hair, a too-cute perky nose and those big brown eyes.Dressed in the universal uniform of barmaids everywhere or, at least,what used to be - white blouse and.