Kelly had the perfect hour glass figure. Her mother was the same only differentiated by being slightly taller, and the very occasional glistening grey...hair in her mass of jet black hair.Rachael had lived with Kelly and Steve for some two years now or more to the truth Steve and Kelly had lived with Rachael for the two years. For it was Rachael who had put up the money to buy the small café that they worked and lived above. Steve had his own job that took him all over the country and while he. “Try me.” I squeezed his cock in my petite hand. My words and face conveyed a playful seriousness. The moment became a turning point in our relationship and my willing submission. “And maybe I don’t want an end to it.”We barely slept that night. I was voracious and determined. The more I had of him, the more I wanted – the more of me I wanted him to have. “Fuck, you’re amazing,” I blurted, breathing hard after my third strong orgasm. “I’ve never been fucked like this.”“Hmmm, you’ve never been. But she's startled by the desire pooling in his eyes. They're a deep, dark shade of green that flickers with possession as he stares down at her tiny costume.She'd only been waiting tables, but that doesn't matter now. She might as well have been stripping right along side Candy and Bliss the way Dean is undressing her with his eyes."Dean, I..." she starts.He cuts her off with a searing kiss. His mouth slants over hers, warm and slightly chapped, as his hand slides down to cup her thigh and. Hey, I’ve read an internet story or two(thousand). Not really though. I was actually afraid of pain, the swats Mike gave me when I didn’t behave were very effective because of it. And I never, ever, ever, want to piss him off enough to use that ping pong paddle on me! I rubbed my bottom in remembered pain.I bounced up, showered the sex smell and residue off me, dressed in the cutest(and shortest)pair of shorts I had. Keep him wanting it was the surest way to make him get it, if you can follow.