The scarlet letters, Nasty Sewage Assault!, painted over a fiery logo seized my dizzying thoughts. I latched onto the loud colors, a part of my mind ...as shocked to see the familiar logo here.Didn’t I see one of their vans on the way to school?No, no, this wasn’t important. I had to focus.My cheeks burned; I could feel Sam staring at me. I was floundering. Panicking. Staring at the van was easier as I struggled to say something. I needed to say something. Sam just confessed that she ... wanted. . Casual but oh so sexy as I relish the thought of you getting out of them.... You toss your shirt over the chair, swiftly followed by your jeans and pants.... I let out a gasp at the sight of your already hard cock.... I'm mesmerised and beg you to take me now!! You smirk and say, all in good time, patience!! You climb beside me and playfully tussel my hair. Attentively kissing my face.... Holding me close with my back pressing into your stomach, you are content to merely cuddle and kiss. It felt warm and wet, of course, but I sure didn't mind at all. That made the thrills come upon me like I was on a roller coaster.I let temptation get the better of me, as I brought out my hand. "Oh, you got me good." Damn right, you did, Joe," Sandra added.We looked at her. "Whoa, what the hell, Sandra, you two are naked," I groaned.She came to me and turned my head to Josh and Will. "And our husbands have passed out, London. They're out like lights." Oh, you witch," I branded her, pushing the. You shudder a bit, the cold air puckering your nipples, your clit stiffening out but still pointing downwards - it's too small to curve up erectly.*Simply beautiful. And Daddy will make it all better. First, Daddy will improve your ass. You want it nice and big and plump, more cushion for the pushing, no?*my hands massage your round, peach globes, my thumb circling your pucker dangerously. There's a heat to my hands, and with each revolution around your apple bottom, you feel the flesh become.