He didn’t seem to mind me following him around like a puppy and was pretty cool and friendly towards me all the time. He teased me about girls and ...chool and asked me all the time if I was “gettin’ any.” I would just laugh and shoot back at him, “Not what I want, Chico.” To which he would reply while laughing and grabbing his crotch, “I got your Chico right here boy.” He never knew how many times I would jack off in the shop john thinking about sucking his cock. We were floating in the. I could taste myself on him. He groaned as he came shooting his sperm down my throat. I swallowed his delicious cum.After that, I became addicted to having sex with Barry’s Doberman. I wanted to feel his dog’s cock up my cunt knotting me all the time.—Barry loved eating my pussy and pretending to be my grandfather. He would swirl his tongue over my clit and lick deep into my folds.“Oh Grandpa,” I moaned thrusting my cunt onto his mouth.“That’s my good granddaughter,” he would moan. The way he was talking… He was lying all the time. His hand is trembling in my back. It was all a trick to make me give up and I believed him. You are not killing me, are you? I ask looking directly into his eyes. No, Im not he says while holding tighter. What else was a lie? My voice is weak, betrayed. Nothing else he says, his face getting closer to mine. So you do want to take me… and before I can finish my sentence he is kissing me. Initially I struggle. He presses his lips on mine even. "When Jennifer did not move quickly enough, the woman cracked the cane across her bare shoulders, forcing a cry from her lips. Her hands dropped to the waistline of the skirt, unbuttoning, unzipping, and the skirt fell to the floor, revealing white string bikini panties that barely covered her front and back."The position," the man said. "Assume the position and turn slowly around."Now there were more murmurs. The panties seemed transparent, and she felt her face grow hot under the men's.