Tears welled up in my eyes, as my cock throbbed mercilessly.I looked for the list Jim had said I’d find. It read:Serve drinks and food as needed. (E...erything is in the kitchen.) Empty ashtrays. Be respectful, and polite. Keep in mind, whore that you are my property, and as such you WILL do whatever you’re told. Embarrass me in front of my friends (FRIENDS??? Plural? How many people were down there, I cringed) and I’ll make you sorry you did.I went downstairs, tears squeezing from my eyes and. Judd didn't know what to do first. He had never even petted with a girl before and started by using one hand on her tight ass to pull her even closer to his rampant cock and squeezed one of her breasts with his other hand."Ouch! Not so hard!" Denise complained. Judd adjusted the pressure on her tit now using his hand to gently caress her left boob. "That's better. Slow down. We have plenty of time."She pulled away from the horny teenage boy far enough to push her hand beneath his bathing suit. We still kept the same schedule at the library, though. Our conversations during breaks were relaxed and open. She told me about her strict upbringing, about only dating her last year in High School, and her struggle to keep up her grades. I told her about my deprived rich kid life, and how I stopped dating after overhearing an ex-girlfriend say that she was only going out with me in the hopes of getting expensive gifts. She didn't like me, at all, she just liked my money.Sharon finally let me. She interlocked her fingers behind her head and sat back against the boulder once more. She didn’t say anything, merely content to feel the semen covering her chest like a warm blanket in the cool morning air. “I love how it feels on my body,” she murmured. “I can already feel it starting to harden all over me. And I can’t enough of the smell.”The sight of my wife in a reclined posed, naked with her tits covered in his cum, made Bryan’s cock ache once more. He considering fucking my wife.