He spread the soft fleshy flanges of her vulnerable cuntal cleft with his thumbs, slowly, drawing the puffy fluted lips apart to expose the moist cora...ine slit to his cruel gaze. He watched it greedily for a moment, then with a groan, buried his head between her thighs and began probing his swirling tongue up into the spasmodically throbbing warmth of her very violated pussy.Inside of Mimi's flailing head, her brain struggled to count the number of times today that pleasure button down there. Then I went out taking her clothes with me. I rushed around and got all of my work done as quickly as I could.Mrs. Johnson walked up to me carrying her bowling pin and asked, “What should I do with this?”I asked, “Did you clean it?”She replied, “Not yet! I thought you might like it. I saw you staring at it in the same way that I stared at that urinal. Teenage boys are all alike…sex, sex, and more sex.”I asked, “Can I keep your bra and panties too?”Mrs. Johnson smiled and said, “Of course you. Their conversation halted as the blond dancer lifted one leg high in the air, exposing her spread pussy and tight little asshole to them and the audience. Becky noticed a thin landing strip, similar to hers as the dancer again held Bill’s attention before she danced away towards someone waving a ten-dollar bill. Becky looked around the half-filled club. She was having second thoughts on whether this was a good idea. When she was younger, she considered herself a cutie and always got a thrill. We got some of the team’s books out and started working on positional play. I was weak there and she could certainly use that knowledge as well. I had co-opted Larry to join us for the first 30 minutes and he explained some things to us and then headed out. I had a good time playing. She seemed to as well. It looked like I had a new chess buddy.Saturday came. It was brutally cold. Mom gave me a ride to work. Jennifer’s mom would pick me up and we’d play some chess at my house. We were going out.