Her smooth, warm touch made him want in a different way. His lusting was a flame for K, for Christie, it was an inferno. “Good.” K’s fingertips ...rifted down his sides pulling his shirt out of his pants. Eyes locking with Christie, she spoke firmly to her. “Unbuckle his pants. I want you to feel his cock.” The warmth of K’s hands on his bare skin was incredible. She was dragging her nails along the ridges of his abs to the edges of his pecs. “Your body feels amazing, Michael.” K captured his. I quit all sports basically, but we remained to be kind of good friends over the years, and through our main group of friends we developed a nice relationship. Dave is about 6’2 and like 220 pounds, so he’s way bigger than myself, he’s basically your typical alpha-male jock. So, Dave came over to my house, no one was home so I said we should go smoke some weed(I’m kind of a stoner) and than after we could play some Xbox 360 in my room or whatever. We ended up smoking for like thirty minutes,. She said he came to give her a few things and she said why are you asking like this. I said I can also give you the things he gave you in much more better way. She was puzzled and asked me what I meant.Then I showed her the video and the close up pics of her while having sex and said I can do better than the guy. She was shocked and tensed and started crying and told me about that guy and said she was seduced by him and he then started fucking her from then on. I said why are you still allowing. They didn’t follow us, though. There were enough other whores on the street to go around. Jessica stumbled along behind me, blinder than I in the shadows: she’d never had good night vision, and of course she couldn’t use her hands for balance. Her high leather boots, the only thing she wore besides the cuffs, collar and gag, crushed stray garbage and broken hypodermic needles. Our car, a shiny new cherry Prius, lay at the other end of the alley, its lights flashing as we approached..