Walking around, I spied a cute guy at one of the nearby tables and walked over to meet him. He was playing with himself as two girls at his table were...kissing. With him so focused, I grabbed a stocking off the nearby table and got on my knees in front of him. With his eyes still shut, I grabbed his hand and removed it from his manhood. As he suddenly realized someone was handling him, I slipped the stocking over his throbbing dick, then leaned forward and began to take it in my mouth. The hole. There was an entitlement to his thinking that he couldn't seem to get past, even now. I was really worried for him. If he didn't snap out of this way of thinking, he was going to end up digging himself into a hole he couldn't escape from.I was completely lost in my thoughts as we started out the back of school on our walk to Zoe's house. It had been weeks since Mrs. B stopped picking us up, as things had now died down. I am certain had I not been so preoccupied, I would have seen what was. Her pussy is tight , indicating that it hasn’t taken a cock for quite sometime . I am being nice to her , I just push the tip inside , she gives out a cry, OOOOOOOOOHHHHH AAAHHHHHHHHHHH another push AAAAHHHHH UUUUUFFFFFF YESS GIVE IT INSIDE OOOHHH I WANT YOU PLLZZZZ the third push and I am totally in , with her final cry OOHHHHH MAAAA IT FEELINGGG SOOO GOOD MMMMAAAA . Now I start the to and fro motion, first slowly and then increasing the pace . She is enjoying every stroke of mine as she. Facing her on her left was a naked man with his legs spread and his hands behind his head wearing a green collar around his neck. "Who are you?" she snapped without looking up from the forms she was filling out."I'm Jim Brodie," I said.She looked up and glared at me. The proper reply is, "I am slave Jim Brodie, Mistress."She stretched a paper out at me. "Read and sign this, slave, or leave immediately." I took the proffered page and read:I, Jim Brodie, accept that for the next fourteen days I.