How about you Meg, are you interested? I mean I know this is pretty personal stuff and if it's too, well too personal for you I understand. Misty and ... can always do it alone some other time."Meg knew that Betty was probably more than a little drunk; still she was stunned by her offer. Christ this was absolutely fucking perfect. She had to grin at the thought of it, after all she had just planned on seducing Misty but now the idea of playing the naive teenager was even better, and to top it off. Her watery eyes were locked on that lethal blade'spoint. Mascara tears were running. "Remember me?" Michael asked, but she just looked at him dumbly,clearly in shock, likely terrified. "Nah, I didn't think so. Let's justsay I'm the result of every guy you gave that cute, shy smile to when you flirtedover the bar." Michael pulled at the hem of her t-shirt, attacking it suddenly with the knife.The girl squealed, whimpering when the fabric ripped, but she kept her voicedown, scared to defy the one. For the next three days I would catch her on the landing and kiss her hard and crush her boobs and bums and leave her, each day a little longer with little objection from her. I could not do for a longer time because of the fear of someone seeing us.One day in the morning the mathematics lecturer and her husband carrying their child came to my apartment and informed me that they were leaving to their parent’s house and would come back in three days I was upset thinking that I would not see. Alex came up for air, long enough to wrap his arms around me, his armsrunning all over the latex, especially on my ass. As good as the dressfelt to wear, having someone else's hands running over it felt evenmore amazing. I turned around and started grinding my rubber coveredderriere on his cock, and that definitely got through to him.He kissed my neck and ground his rock-hard cock into my crack. We madeit over to the table, where he bent me over the side. It took a couplelong seconds, but he.