Kenny had turned sixteen back in November and had an old beat-up van.I rubbed her back. "It's okay. It was just a dream. It wasn't happening again." I... was worse." Worse?" Mom and Dad were sitting there watching. Mom was saying what a bad girl I was, and Dad was talking about sending me away."Damn! Damn! Fuck! Fuck!"Kelly look at me." It took a minute, but she lifted her head and looked up at me. "You know your parents love you." I guess." You know. And you know that if they knew what had. This modeling thing could hurt. Tom had opened me up yesterdayand the enema had cleaned me out, but this was still a big dong.A few minutes later there was a knock at the door and a girl with a catshaped mask, whiskers, a see through top, and almost non-existant skirtcame in holding the dong with a bottle of lube."Hi Shelley, I'm Desiree. We've got about 5 minutes to show time and weneed to get you ready. I'd take off the skirt but you can leave thepanties on - personally I think it's hotter. And in the next week she called me and I went and she greeted me in a sexy way and she was wearing a sexy nighty.She closed the door and sat in the sofa and was smiling naughtily . She gave me her used panty for me to masturbate in front of her . And I smelt it and it was so good and I rubbed it with my cock and she was moaning .Then we sat on the floor and started kissing .Aaahh yeaah. So nice it was I was sucking and drinking her saliva ummm yeaah so juicy. Then I went under her nighty and. A thin film of sweat clings against my neck, and my long, thick hair begs to be pulled up. By the time I sit down in front of the screen, my feet ache so much, I kick my patent leather pumps off immediately. My toes wiggle, thankful to be freed. The good thing about this theatre, I soon realize, is that these soft, red leather seats recline. I feel like I’m sitting in a La-Z-Boy. I lean my head back, close my eyes, and feel the AC cooling my hot skin. I hike my dress a little above my knee.