“That would be my sister’s decision, not mine!” I said.“Would tomorrow afternoon at 4 o’clock be soon enough?” she asked her best friend.�...�We do need to make them think that they are each getting a different guy,” Marcy added.“My dick’s getting hard already,” I admitted.“Mary,” Marcie said. “What I be imposing if I asked for a turn with Mark!”“It’s the least we can do to somebody who’s been so helpful to us,” I replied.“Mark, do not fall in love with Marcy, OK?”“I promise,” I said looking at. I felt a fierce feeling of cupidity. After all, she was my owner."Behave, kitten, or I’ll put you in a cab and send you straight home."That was enough to quiet me, although I have to admit, if I’d had real fur, it would have bristled as Mr. Tall, Blonde, and Unable-to-disguise-his-erection pulled up a chair next to her, beer in hand. His name was Tony and I decided right off that I didn’t like him. Maybe it was the way his eyes kept focusing on Kay’s cleavage, or maybe it was because he was. Now turning twenty-two was no big thing to me, but to Belinda, it was. So to make her happy, I told her to do whatever she wanted to.It was right at the beginning of May that Belinda informed me that she had plans and couldn't attend the CB club meeting. I withheld my desire to question her as I knew that it was sure to piss her off. At the meeting, I noticed that Jan wasn't present and I casually questioned her absence."She's at a sleepover?" her Mom responded.It was much later that her older. This mariner has a outdoor restaurant which is closed during the winter and is pitched black. Yes, yes I get talked into climbing over the lil mini wooden gate and find myself on hands/knees getting fucked like a dirty slut. He came in me twice, then he had to take pics of my ass/cunt which he posted here. Then he needed one more fuck, he pulls me off the floor and bends me over a bench. I'm bent feeling his hands on my ass, waiting for him to fuck me again when all of a sudden he starts.