I wear big clear glasses to read better, I wear to uniform and I’m not as big and buff as most guys in school.Though without the glasses I look lik... a stud! I have brown hair that I brushback and it brushes against my neck.My eyes are light blue and I’m 5’6, I thought about Katt all the time.I walked to the door of my house, I hoped my parentswouldn’t see me leave. “Mayson, where are you going?”mom asked behind me. I sighed and turned around.“I’m going to Katt’s house for the weekend” I. The girl wore a short skirt of the same shiny orange material. It gleamed in the orange glow of the streetlight above her and clung tightly to the lush curves of her behind. It was so short it failed to adequately cover the pink cheeks of her buttocks.Steven liked a perfect peach of an ass.She was clearly a streetwalker. The only people that walked these misty streets and dark alleyways after the sun went down were prostitutes and their clients.And killers.Steven tightened his hand around the. Holly looked at the bartender and ordered a double Bacardi with no ice to escape the embarrassing humiliation revelation. “But, if it makes a difference, they all think you are gorgeous baby” That comment from Max brought a smile to her face. Then he put his hands on her shoulders and told her she was the prettiest girl in the whole bar. Again, knowing there were zero women in the bar, Holly chuckled. Max continued to make jokes; and between the alcohol, Max’s and his friends compliments, Holly. But only because she hated the taste of soap herself.With Bari still purring contentedly, Paula’s other hand began sliding up and down the deep cleft between her buttocks, washing and probing. With each pass she rubbed the tip of her middle finger gently against the tight ring of her asshole, which reflexively tightened with each touch. She concentrated on Bari’s pussy, avoiding direct contact with her clit, instead rubbing the whole area of her pussy with the palm of her hand and bringing her.