“Seriously, fuck this up and I’ll tell people about you two.” She warned. The bus driver opened the door and I walked into Kia’s butt. She elb...wed me. “Come sit with me.”“Hurry up, Ms Parker. I have another two runs after I drop you guys off.” The bus driver moaned. Kia muttered an apology. I was going to follow her into the seat. Zoë grabbed my bookbag and force marched me down to where Xiomara was sitting. It was Zoë who wolf whistled at Xiomara’s cut-offs. I just leered.“Shut up.” Xiomara. .When you reach the table, Frank leaps up and tends to your chair. As he helps you slide back up to the table, his hands linger on your shoulders and stroke your hair. The message of those touches comes through loud and clear to you...and your breath takes on the shallow edge of full arousal.-----------------------------------------Part 4: Another "Magic" Dance-----------------------------------------The dinner crowd is thinning as the evening grows late...a DJ arrives and begins playing. " With that she turned around as Carl moved from his supine position and reached between her legs seemingly rubbing herself vigorously with her fingers as she knelt in front of Carl. He spread her bum cheeks wide and I could see her fingers rubbing over the top of her glistening wet pussy. He then took his hard veiny cock in his right hand, rubbed its angry looking purple head in the ooze between her lips then slid it right into her depths in one smooth shove. Needless to,say it wasn't long. I guess until I was about thirteen or fourteen years old, every single night after work, Daddy would come into my room, and he would strip me down naked. He would kiss me and suck on my, leave this bruise-lookin' marks all over my body. Of course he left them everywhere that would be covered up. He especially loved suckin' on my nipples. He pinched them, bit them, sucked on them. Every morning they would hurt real bad, and have them marks all over them. Now I know they was hickeys. “Every.