I agreed to meet them after school, at the main bullys home.At swim class i asked the coach if i could be released from my chastity,and she said, "I w...nt to see better lap times in the pool this week."Frustrated, I headed to the mall to buy some supplies for my meeting withthe bully boys.I handed out blind folds, and gave each a hand job. I was told i wouldget my key, if i did it again, tommorow.I said, "I think you are too hairy. Here are some razors. Shaveeverything for next time."I went. There, before me, is her cunt, now open and inviting. It glistens with love and expectation. I push out my tongue and began to lick her slit, up and down, in long, slow gentle strokes. I drank her in, she tastes so good. Now and then I push my face in between her legs, hard, burying myself in her wetness. The delicious smell of her is over my face and I feel owned. I feel marked.She didn't move and I am impressed by her self control. I half expected her to move against me, to grind against my. What the hell, it was a seven year old car. A little slime was the worst of my worries. I envisioned driving around with the rear end dragging on the ground because of all the bugs that made the mistake of flying too close and getting caught in the gooey mess.I spied Sara walking up, pulling the cart with the box on it. No Chris. Uh Oh.She had a dreamy look on her face. Queenie was a couple of steps behind her. As she got up to me, she said "Hi." Hi, Sara. Looks like you don't have any puppies. It also gave me an idea that only my devious mind could conceive. After we posted guards around the warehouse we went to our house and went to bed as it was quite late after the day's troubles, and had tired us. When we woke, dressed, and broke fast, Tom an I first went To Sara's shack where I introduced him. It was quite amusing to see his awe of this sexquisite, abundant sized lady and I, again, had to keep reminding him to shut his mouth. We also made plans as to where she should station her.