" Don't blame yourself, honey. I'll call Mrs. Ambrose and see how Peyton's doing." Thanks, Mom. I'll call you back later and see what you found out." ...kay, Jake. I love you." Bye, Mom."I closed the phone and handed it to Clarissa. "Thanks, Sweetie." What did you want to talk about?" asked Clarissa."Maybe we should go sit down," I said.Clarissa and I went to the outdoor portion of the cafeteria and grabbed a table that was in the shade. I took Clarissa's hand and looked in her eyes."I'm just. I'd love to beable to reciprocate with a description of the man watching me, to returnhis attention and describe whether I found him attractive or not, but I'mafraid I don't remember him at all. Men desired me all the time - it's apart of life when you're female, young, and reasonably good looking, andattention was so common that I rarely even noticed their glances. I sat toread my magazine, and didn't know someone was watching me, lustfullywondering when I'd last been fucked.At least you know. "Don't scream or Master will punish you."She began to clean up the mess on the bed under Susan's ass."What?" Susan gasped. "What master?" Master Duane! Your old master sold you to my master." What are you talking about?" You belong to Master Duane now, Slut" What? Quick, unlock these cuffs before he comes down! Please!" I can't unlock your cuffs, Slut," Cunt said. "And I wouldn't if I could." Who are you?" I'm Cunt." What?" Susan gasped."I'm Cunt," Cunt repeated."What do you mean? What's your. Sheila was rubbing the head of Jay's shaft against her puffy lips as he strummed a symphony on her love button with his fingers. Involuntarily Jay's hips twitched and the head of his dick wedged it's self between Jackie's labia. It was pressed against the opening to her love box, and with one push he could bury himself inside her. Jackie could feel the pressure against the opening to her ultimate treasure. She was torn between lowering herself down on it and going further than Derek had. She.