I noticed one day that a young girl about 20 years old was cleaning her pool, I heard some screaming of a damsel in distress. I'm guessing her and her...mother were arguing. Well anyways the beauty was wearing a tank top shirt that was just big enough to cover her ass. A beautiful young blonde, tall maybe 5'10" maybe taller, long slender legs that went up to form a tight perky young ass, tanned, barefoot, bending over in standing doggy, crouching down at times to clean and stretch with the net,. "Moaning softly, her eyes firmly on his face, Paula complied with her Master's command. It didn't take long, since she simply had to slip out of her blouse, dropping it on the floor, and then work her skirt over her hips and down her legs and step out of the circle of fabric. She began to undo the garter belt but Kevin shook his head."Leave that, and the stockings, and the high heels. If you are going to be a slut, you have to look the part. And you do look the part." He reached down and. “Pottsdale ... Pottsdale,” she mumbled. “Here it is.” They were travelling on a direct line from her home to Pottsdale. “Thank you, Trooper. If you can contact Sergeant Maxwell, please have him try to contact me on this frequency.”“Will do, m’am.”They were about half-way to Pottsdale now, and she urged Chock to go faster. He decided she must know what she was doing and started walking faster. It was easier going now that he could see clearly. As he increased speed, the owl began to move through. She started moving her hand and immediately a voice said, gently, that hurt. Julie moved over and had to show her how it was done, and before long Mel had got the hang of it and the cock started growing like the last one. Then it was decision time. Would Mel follow Julie’s example and put it in her mouth. She bent down, hesitated for a few seconds and then let go and moved away saying no I cant. Julie looked up and said anyone else? It was my chance. I moved over, handed the torch to another.