" Wilma said. Like a little boy(I think he must have ten to fifteen years older than her) Carl started to plead with her, almost begging. "Well okay, ...top begging, I guess it won't hurt nothing and if it will make you stop pestering me about it." Wilma said as Carl unzipped the back of her dress with glee in his eyes. Wilma dropped her dress and stood right in front of me with just her panties on. Then she dropped those. She did not look half bad for her age. Her tits were a little small but. Carol, a twenty one year old local bar slut, had been enticed to his ramshackle farmhouse with a promise of fifty dollars’ worth of marijuana, in exchange for a blow job. What Zeek failed to mention was that the sex would be accompanied by bondage, an activity which she found repulsive.Carol presently was naked and hogtied, lying on Zeek’s bed demanding that she be set free, the pot no longer mattered. ?Bitch you will do what I say then you can take your pot and leave?, he replied in a menacing. She took some tissue and started cleaning my juices. While cleaning my juices, she was slowly rubbing my pussy lips.Once cleaned, she started waxing. She was playing with my pussy. Her hands on my pussy were making me go crazy and suddenly I heard her voice, “I have to clean near your ass hole also so please spread your legs”.Like an obedient girl, I spread my legs. I was on the edge of having an orgasm by then and suddenly, I felt the beautician’s tongue licking my pussy! It felt like. ”Liz laughed, “I think Jesse and Albert have seen more naked girls than I have, and I’ve been in lots of girls’ locker rooms!”“Hmm...” Jesse smirked, earning him a ‘love tap’ from Josie.“Boys!” Stephie said, shaking her head in exasperation.Liz came in, naked as the day she was born, and I recalled the very first time I’d seen her in Saint Martin. She put her towel down next to Kara and then sat down.“How are things?” she asked.“Better. I do need for you to do something for me.”“Anything. You.