She never was pissed at me, but we were like Frick and Frack. She knew how to scheme, like the slutty little bitch she was. I could kick any of the gi...l's and about half the guy's asses. We were like the cotton mill mafia.I was a natural high school enforcer, since I had two brothers. In my house it was like, fight for it, or lose what little I had. I loved my brothers and was sad that neither of my brother's had lived as long as I had. They had not even lived to the age I had before the big. It is a special pleasure for her and I frequently reserve it for the finale of our lovemaking. She always cums hard when her pussy is spanked, her release is instant and complete. So, as I scratch my fingernails roughly across her sensitised skin, I make her ask, make her plead, make her beg, knowing that the added humiliation will make it all the more delightful for both of us. The anticipation is divine. ?You will ask for it Cum Girl.??Yes Master.??If you desire it you will plead for. My bra is cutting into me a little but I am used to it." Karen says."Why don't you just take your bra off"? Leroy asked."Well my husband does not want me to show off my breast in public. " Karen saysThat it blame the husband I chuckled."I can take it off when I wear the cheer leading outfit if you don't mind my breast sagging in your outfit." Karen said."Not at all. Not at all" Leroy replied.Karen goes into the bathroom to change into the cheer leading outfit. She comes back out wearing the. On Sunday, she did her laundry and cursed herself for being so immature in how she handled the date. When he didn't call all day, Denise assumed that Jack must be mad at her. She tried to call him later that evening, just to apologize for being a bitch, and had received no answer.Jack finally arrived, just before class was to start. He flopped down next to her and pulled out his notebook."Hey," said Denise quietly, "how was your weekend?" Ok," mumbled Jack, "how was yours?" Fine," replied.