She looked great, that red hair flaming out around a pert, cameo face. But if you didn't take a second look he thought, you might figure she was too y...ung for anything, just a little kid. Mary Carter was very small, all over, a couple of inches shorter than his own five feet in height, and she weighed possibly seventy-five pounds. He wondered if Lester Carter could be right, if his huge cock might not be able to work itself into what must also be a tiny young pussy.If she was a cherry, it would. I jumped right on that and asked what her fantasy was. She replied, "I really like watching two guys fuck a woman hardcore, and I think I would love that".The wheel in my head start turning as she finally posted a pic. Under 30, in decent shape, nice ass, shaved twat, doesn't look like she has many miles on it either.I sent my buddy an email asking if he was up for some fun. of course once he saw the pic, he was down.I sent her another msg.Me: "Hey sexy, I think I can help you with that. "What do you mean?" Good choice," she smiled."I didn't choose!" I insisted. "And I didn't choose to be tied down."Her smile broadened and she turned to Traci. "I certainly hope sixty drops are enough to teach the beast to stop talking," she said sweetly. Her tone hardened. "Bring me two pillows and that candle," she commanded.Traci had been waiting patiently at the foot of the bed ever since she had clipped in my ankles. She smiled at the thought of seeing me be the one getting punished, and. ” With that, she cocked her head over at the young lifeguard who was sitting in his nearby chair. He was glancing around the pool, trying to appear nonchalant, but Michelle knew he was glancing her way. She had been terrified that first trip here with Leman, having no idea what might happen. She had told no one about her brief oral tryst with the lifeguard in the pool bathroom the previous week, and though she had sworn him to secrecy she still was mortified at the possibility that he might.