. just a little better than my best dream. Oh, the sexy boys, gosh tell him M-C." It definitely wasn't Cleveland Mr. B."We spent the afternoon sunning...and swimming, the girls clearly trying to rest up for that night's party. But as we lounged, I felt I had to ask them some questions. "Girls, you do understand about safe sex don't you? What condoms are all about?" Daddy!" "Mr. B!" I'm sorry girls; I just want to make sure 'Miss Priggs Academy' had a sex education course. You've heard about AIDS,. I need to get an AIDS test.”“You actin’ a fool. Get in yo’ car and go back home. Here’s $37,” he extracted crumpled bills from the pocket. “Buy a pizza or some!”“You’re an ass, Travon!”“I done told you. I ain’t gon’ say it no more,” he raised his hand.She turned and went back to her vehicle. She backed away then rammed into the back of his SUV.“Dumb ass hoe! Now, she gotta get two rides fixed.” He walked back inside. He could hear his buddy banging out Minx’s back.“Fuck me, Daddy,” the sissy. The chained-up woman’s eyes widenedin fright as Jessica moved nearer. The farm-bunny feared she had beenchained out as a sacrifice to the swamp monsters.“Hi Odette. It’s me - Jessica! I didn’t mean toscare you.” The ball-gagged farm-bunny Odette mumbled something incomprehensiblein reply, sighing in obvious relief.“Did you fix the door?” Jessica whispered to her. A littlebit of sympathy for the chained up farm-bunny might have been due butJessica had bigger. . igniting, flashing and then subsiding. My body shivered and trembled as my fingers played with my pussy.Inside the room, Fred lay on his bed breathing heavily. His eyes looked delirious and he appeared relaxed. The laptop screen was still showing the man now buggering his female protagonist ... ramming his cock into the girl's sphincter. But Fred seemed uninterested. He reached out and turned off the power switch. The picture disappeared from the screen."Time to go." I said to myself and.