..what can I do for you young lady," he said, nearly choking on his words. "I like you." "your so handsome," she said, turning her sweetest smile on h...m. Jason was still thinking about his wife and that she might be awake and worrying about him. He started to tell the girl that he had to get home to his wife. "You know I am...." He could not finish the sentence. "You are what Jason?" she said smiling at him teasingly and sweetly. "I Am.... I am really nothing....I mean....well just nothing,". . I pull my head back and breathing hard, look at the double cheekswell of young Becky Larson, the schoolgirl slave, her young ass welted and streaked with the results of a slave girl whipping, wet and with little red marks where my lips, my mouth had kissed her…. Young Becky Larson, flinching and swishing over top of the fat sofa roll, ….her misfortune to possess such an exciting rear view, destined to be trained as a pleasure girl, serving masters that enjoy testing their whips across a sassy. His mouth desperately sought mine and as his tongue entered and met mine, I felt the warmth and pressure of his cum flooding my bowels. He tensed and released, kissing me with more urgency than I had ever experienced before. I felt each pulse as his cock expelled his sperm into my depths. I was becoming looser with his fresh hot white lubricant as I contracted and released my hole around his squirting dick, doing my best to milk the cum out of him.He grunted into my mouth as he hurled the last. I hadn’t thought about sex, to be honest, in a long time. When my Grandson and his friend started hanging out over at my house, I didn’t think anything about it. Even when his friend started to come over by himself, I didn’t mind, I enjoyed the company.Then things changed. My young Grandson’s friend spilled his drink on my and fell to his knees in front of me to clean it off. I was all at once shocked and didn’t fully grasp what was happening. I tired to stop him from rubbing me dry and then I.