. . well, weird. They had already gone over the goths, the computer club members, the hippies and the white kids who thought they were gangster rapper... (despite driving Volkswagen Beetles) before the conversation stopped on topic-zero . . . Ms. Pat Baker. ‘She is such a freak. I mean, she HAS to be a dyke,’ one of the school council members had said. ‘I heard her dad was in prison,’ said someone else. ‘I wouldn’t be surprised at ALL. She’s only here this year because she got held back from. Our next meeting was scheduled for the very next Sunday. I still hadn’t told Anna about my adventure and certainly did not tell my parents that I would be travelling with my new friend Aaron in his car to the beach on Sunday for another session. I felt totally sexy getting snapped and at times I was getting horny and doted to the lens all mesmerised and erotic.I met Aaron early on Sunday at the studio, I had spent my Saturday with Anna doing each other’s nails, hair, we sweat it out in Anna’s. I held the snow just above her succulent breasts so that as it melted it would drip onto her nipples. As the drop would run down across her nipple I would suck it off and lick her dry only to have another drop hit the other nipple. The snow made her nipples stand at attention like little soldiers waiting for their orders. She moaned with quiet passion. I called it her silent heat springing from cold snow. I was proud of my contribution to the contest. Just as I was thinking she may just concede. She loves it in the ass and she loves to suck cock. You saw that on the DVD. Then the assertive Colin spoke out, ‘Let’s do it. I’ll fuck your Mom in the ass and you fuck me in the ass. Then we will switch and I bet with a cock in your ass you can stay hard and fuck your Mom.’ ‘I don’t know Kent, it’s my Mom.’ ‘You saw the DVD, she loves it and she wants it. I say we do it,’ Colin affirmed. Vince smiled as it had gone better than he had planned. Vince then laid out the time and place for them to.