There was fuck all room left in our car anyway so I volunteered to hitchhike home. Back in those days hitchhiking wasn’t considered dangerous and th... highways were always lined with broke students with thumbs out eager to get a ride somewhere at no expense.Dad dropped me off on the highway at 10 am. It took just thirty minutes before a middle aged lady with two teenage kids pulled up and offered me a lift. She lived in a neighbouring city just an hour away from home so I was glad to be on my. ..”“Turn around,” Jason grunted, and Carlotta obeyed before the command even registered. She squealed with shock and delight as her subordinate ripped her shorts from her body, and then cried out in pain as the flat of his hand came down firmly on her exposed behind.“Oh!”“Count them,” he said, and Carlotta wondered why Matilda hadn’t warned her of Jason’s dominant side.“One!”His hand came down again, with a mighty smack.“Two!”There was a pause, and Carlotta turned to see what was happening.Bad. I relaxed I began to enjoy Beth's tongue flickering over my freckled pussy. Over in the pool Lily was sucking Joel's cock. He was stretcheg out on the inflattable raft and she clinging to the side treading water with her legs I imagine. Beth looked up at me, her face glazed with my juices, beaming a bright smile. "Let's go inside," she said. "Just the two of us?" I asked. "Lily and Joel will join us when they're ready. I want to fuck you." Beth led me by the hand through the sliding glass. Most of the state's work is done is Chicago, not here. In fact, I'm not sure why they assigned you here." "For experience?" Michael guessed. "Maybe, anyways, there's only 4 other people working in this office, well, now five I guess," Camille laughed. Michael found her rather strange. She seemed awkward and reserved, but Michael didn't say anything. She was still his boss. Michael took the time to look at Camille Woods. She was an African-American woman with short, black hair, which was.