See how they aren't centered in a perfect stack? They're crooked. And look. There's one white one in the pile of red, three up from the bottom. You ca... see its reflection in the wood grain of your desk—on that little spot that's clear. I'd make a picture this big of just that little stack and the reflection.aroslav: Let the record show that you held your hands about eighteen inches apart. Wow. If you were drawing me, what would you draw?KATE: Your mustache.aroslav: Got it.KATE: No. Just the. "Your Aunt Cyn wasn't any better," I answer, hefting her firm tits as she starts rocking my cock in and out of her teenage pussy. "She was a lot angrier than I thought she'd be." I add as Jasmine's thick nipples respond to my touch and I lightly pinch them while caressing her dark breasts."What did you expect, Mike?" Jasmine asks, rocking faster as I move my hands to her hips. "Don't worry, she'll get over it," she says, picking up the pace and making further conversation difficult.Cyn was. " I have two periods off at the end of the day." She responded. My nerves began to get to me. Still in high school? Should this feel wrong? She is still very much her parents daughter. What if she lied about her age. " are you sure you are 18" I asked with hesitation. she laughed and said. "Yes! don't worry. Im a senior. I turned 18 four months ago." She opened the drivers rear door and climbed inside. I stood by the door still in a bit of shock over the recent revelation." come on. you can. Loreline, in all her glory, stood before us."Welcome slaves. Or should I say future slaves? Fufufufu~" She said with a chuckle as we basked in her beauty. Loreline was oozing with sex appeal, an angel of sadism and latex."We aren't here to be your toys, witch. We-" I began but she only blew a kiss of pink mist. That was enough to keep me quiet."Oh I figured sweety, now why don't the three of you handsome boys get on your knees so that we can get started hm?" She said seductively, as she winked.