She always got very wet as he sat there unmoving. There was something about being on display that thrilled her. Jane thought about the website he had ...uilt with pictures of her kneeling like this as well as many others. That thought didn’t help at all for soon she was thinking about every man that was seeing her even know in the various movies and pictures and what they were doing in the privacy of their homes. ‘Play.’ He commanded. Jane groaned and instantly began to slide her finger through. I wasn’t quite satisfied though. Not yet. I needed to be filled and stretched. I set my sites on the street that led to his house. I decided to pay him an early morning visit. When I knocked on the door, my heart was pounding in my throat and I could feel the juices from my excited pussy dripping down my legs. He finally answered the door, his eyes groggy with sl**p, and I pushed myself inside, grabbing his hair and kissing him furiously. He pushed away with a gasp, but when I grabbed his cock. ’She showed up at the theater exactly when she was supposed to. The usher was in the theater and she smilingly introduced herself as Pam, asking if she could use the balcony. He gave her a big grin, as he allowed her to go alone to the balcony.Roger was waiting. “Hi, slut,” he began. She said to him in a soft voice, knowing it was almost her last plea.“Please, can’t you call me Kristen?”“Don’t like the name?” he said with a laugh.“No” was her whispered answer, and even then she just wasn’t. A half hour later I heard mom walk into the kitchen to bid me goodbye, (click, click, click). I was stunned in which the way mom was provocatively dressed! My eyes scanned her from head to toe. Her blond, bitchy, shoulder length hair which was usually styled with tormented volume was now cascading straight down to the middle of her back with platinum streaks running throughout. It was pulled back enough to expose her trashy 3” silver hoop earrings along with 5 silver ball studs that outlined.