He was trim and muscular looking. Allen was an immense black guy with the meanest face I'd ever seen. He looked like he's just as soon rip off a head ...s anything but it was a lie. He actually was a great guy with a terrific sense of humor. When he laughed, which was often, his whole face would light up.Sitting in a chair pulled away from the table was Mitch. Mitch was the maintenance guy and probably in his early 50's. He always wore gray work pants and shirts from Sears. He as short and. There was the back-seat tussle with a boy from Perish College. It had been a rare instance when her mother had gone away with the seniors from the center and wasn’t expected home until very late. She really didn’t know what he wanted until she felt it was too late to turn back. Thank goodness he had used a condom. Now, for the first time, she was experiencing the wants and needs of a grown woman. Stephen’s lips made her want more, when he held her she wanted more, her body was crying out for. She felt a familiar tingling in her pussy at the thought of her muscular wrestler fucking her hard in the backseat of his car. She reached down and ran her hands up his thigh ever so gently, biting her lip and grinning mischievously at him. As Jason continued kissing her neck, Jennifer ran her hands lightly over the inside of her boyfriend's thighs, towards the now apparent bulge in his pants. Her hand crept further and further up his legs, until she could feel his hard package pressing through. "I find the whole 'kissing the strap' routine a bit tacky, but Salome insists on it. One day I may have to have a talk with her about who is the Master and who is the slave."Jack chuckled to himself. While he was talking, Salome was comforting her daughter as she re-inserted the nipple rings; when she knelt, in preparation for doing the same thing with Serena's final piercing, she exclaimed in surprise."Oh you little slut! I can see we are going to have to think of some other punishment if you.