She won't do anything. I'm the good kid. Remember?" Oh we'll see."------------"Mom, you know what Kevin was doing while I was at cheerleader practic...? He had gone into my underwear drawer and was pulling on a pair when I came in. He said he likes wearing them and wishes he was a girl." Uh-uh. That's not true at all. You know it." Guys, stop. I don't have time for this right now. I had a rough day at work. I just need a cup of tea and to sit down in front of the TV for. Sandy’s pussy lips were soft beneath Missy’s tongue and then Missy opened up Sandy’s hood using the tip of her tongue and delicately teased Sandy’s stiffening, hardening clit out as it poked out from beneath its hood. Missy’s tongue made long sweeps all the way from Sandy’s ass, over her perineum and back the soft wet mushy opening of her pussy to her tingling, throbbing clit. Missy quickened the motion of her tongue and played Sandy’s sex like an instrument. Missy moved her hands around to. Dani didn’t say a word; she could only moan as their rough, callused hands stroked her uncovered torso. She looked back and forth from one to the other, wanting to burn their faces into her memory – these strangers who were starting her down a path that would be making her cum so hard. They seemed to have the look of the ancient Mayans – long, angular faces and flat cheeks. But while the younger man was good-looking, she found the pock-marked older man hard and ugly and yet insanely appealing. ..it was all a game, and worse, it wasn't even her game. I was just another chore to her. And then I saw what he meant by a brand. I guess it's because I never got to see much of Isabella from behind, but I never noticed the tramp stamp she had burned into her flesh. But it was all I could see now, an ornate 'H' knotty and pulpy from where it was seared into her soft skin just above her ass. Stark panic made me brave enough to defy them."You can't do this to me! I'm rich! When my mother gets.