He pulled out, grabbed hold of both her ankles, and with a quick snap she was on her back. Still holding her ankles firmly, he pushed back and pinned ...er knees against her shoulders. “Oh god! I can’t take it any deeper! She shrieked as he worked his head up and down her swollen slit. He looked into her eyes with an evil grin. “You can and you will” he said as he plunged into her again. “Mmphhhh” She grunted as she felt him slamming back into her battered pussy!“Oh, oh, oh…” She gasped as he. Soon Jeremy was upstairs on the fourth floor with plush carpets and solid doors. He was led through one of the doors into a room with a dentist's chair in the middle of it and several machines behind it."Ms. Collista will be with you shortly, sir," the teller said and he left the room, closing the door behind him. Jeremy was already starting to get a little creeped out by the room and its equipment. He definitely didn't want to sit in the chair with its sterile appearance. The air smelled. " He is looking at me with brown eyes behind those nerdy Clark Kent glasses. I love nerds and he turns me on so bad that I squirm in my seat. "No, I don't like her. The last two plays we put on she was really bitchy Alex. You should get someone we never saw before." I am thinking about myself. I get so nervous on stage, but I am tired of the perky blonde cheerleader who gets every role we ever offer. "Do you have anyone in mind then?" He takes off his glasses and the brown eyes are like molten. This is "Haulover." "I'm sorry Mr. Ponce. Is Haulover a restaurant?" "No! It's a beach." "Oh, well I don't have a bathing suit or towel..." Mr. Ponce laughed and said "Matthew, you don't need a bathing suit. It's a nude beach. And, because I was planning on coming here after your lesson, I have extra towels." I started to blush. "Oh, Mr. Ponce, I... I don't know if... I ..." He interrupted and said with his smile "Wear your underwear if you're uncomfortable. Do you want me in my underwear too.