"Please..." - she manages to say in between panting and moaning, - "please, what are you doing? Please, we've just met." I am getting into your pantie..., slut," - I reply, doing just that, pushing the fabric aside to get to the soft hot wetness. She moans with excitement and fear. "Please... I am not..." Yes you are," - I say, taking my wet hand from between her legs and seizing her face in it, squeezing her soft cheeks. She can smell herself on my hand, - letting a strange man pick you up in. "Yes," I replied, my voice husky with desire. "Yes what?" she pressed. "Yes, it would excite me," I admitted.She rose and stood in front of me, and then she placed her hands on her breasts, massaging them. "Would you like to see someone else do this to me?"Before I could answer she took one hand and inserted two fingers in her pussy, stimulating herself. "Would it give you pleasure to watch someone else's fingers in my pussy, another cock even?" she continued. "Very much," I replied. "Would you. . 5 minutes."The next five minutes flooded Jack's mind with images of what would happen when Jenny found him. How would he explain why he was dressed in a blue satin dress, bonnet, and handcuffed?When Jenny arrived she parked her car and walked towards Jack's car. Jack struggled to open the door and as the interior light came on Jenny saw him. She was shocked as she realised that it was Jack wearing those clothes but began to giggle as she opened the door further. Jack asked Jenny to shut the. Mom whispered in my ear that it was my turn in the morning. The next morning mom had me hidding under the dinning table. It was glass so she put a table cloth on to conceal me. I heard her telling Tony not to worry about clothes and have a seat. There it was in front of me looking like a big black scary one eyed monster waiting to be worshipped. My que was to wait until mom put his plate on the table and starts to give him a massage. When I heard the clink I was on that dick like it was crack..