”“Anything promising at the track?” she asked.“A couple races look interesting.”“You do remember we need to take Jackie and Marcus to that...Melonheads concert tonight.”“Shit -- I forgot.”“How can you forget? Jackie’s been bouncing off the ceiling anticipating tonight.”“That’s right,” he replied, “the concert’s at seven but Carla wants us to meet at the theatre at five. She has our backstage passes and tickets. That means I’ll probably miss the last three races.”“The sacrifices parents make for. "I'm going home! I am not some piece of shit you can just toss awaywhenever you decide! I'm a human being!" I was fairly hot and wasn'tthinking about what was locked around my waist, at least not all of thethings it could do. I was soon to find out.I had passed the limo and the driver, he's tried to open the door but Ihad just kept walking right past him and was moving down the street nowwhen the belt really hurt me. It felt like I'd been kicked in theballs. I dropped to my knees clutching at. Such beauty, I catch my breath. Once again my cunt aches for relief.Slowly, without ever looking away from me, you take a strawberry and bite into it, letting the juices run down your chin and drip onto your breasts. You smile and motion for me to come forward. Without hesitation I set my glass down and walk to you and drop to my knees. Your legs are on either side of me and your breasts hang in front of me, just at eye level. Without hesitation I start to lick the juices off. You giggle and. One weekend, my parents had gone out of town and told me that since I was now 15, I could stay home alone. They left and kissed me good bye and about an hour or so later, I took a walk down the street and once again, I was standing near the gay club when I heard someone yell at me. I didn't understand them but it came from the bikers place. I walked over to see what they had shouted but everyone looked at me like I had four eyes or something..LOL! One of the guys then asked me what I was doing.