As he’d gotten closer to her, he could pick out her cute features. She had sexy, emerald eyes and a pert little nose. He remembered the effect those...eyes had on him and shuddered. Not to mention those lush, cherry coloured lips.He loved the dark, vibrant red, curly hair as well. It always seemed to be busy trying to escape the long braid down her back as it had when they were up on the observation deck. He had seen her up in the diner with her friends but hadn’t dared to approach her again.She. Bernadette was really expanding her horizons. I said, "Okay, as long as you set everything up and no one else knows about the trade." Bernadette said, "It shouldn't be a problem." It was on Tuesday when I was doing my volunteer job that I got a note from Bernadette: "All set, Saturday night, seven o'clock, my place, be there, dress casual." On the Saturday night I dressed in a polo shirt, khakis, and was total "commando." There was a note on the front door for Desirae, Eric and myself to go in. Eventually he came to the last box after the previous 48 had been tickedand stacked carefully. Mercifully, this box only contained a few items,and he quickly shuffled through the old school books and opened one ofthem, carefully peeling back its orange cover to reveal enthusiastichandwriting that had been faded by age. He went to put it back, and as hedid so a picture fell out from the centre pages, loosened with time.He sat down again, and carefully opened the folded page to reveal achildishly. And she was still conscious…Leon laughed as the other men were standing there wanking away on their cocks. Darrel’s face grimacing, as he began to shoot huge stringy white spurts all over Star’s anguished face. Her screams and endless head thrashing, not letting up as Darrel kept ejaculating into her hair and down onto her heaving tits. Leon was pretty sure the suffering slut didn’t even know Darrel was there cumming all over her.Just as he had pumped out his last load, Reg stepped into take.