’ The man opened the door and Reardon could not help but gasp at the image she made. Standing in the middle of the room the girl stood wrapped in n...thing but a long strip of red satin. It wound through her legs around her hips across her breast and over one shoulder. Her head fell back but her eyes were almost closed. Her hair was longer than he had imagined falling gently to the curve of waist. She was gently swaying to the soft music that filtrated from the front rooms. ‘When I give you. He'd wanted to spend the entire afternoon just worshipping her sexy body – fucking, sucking, fisting, scorching ... maybe cutting...She helped him get out of his clothes, then pulled him down to the bed. Rising up, her knees on the mattress, Tanya slid out of her spandex suit. As she pulled it loose from her crotch, Frank could smell the stale cum down there. He could even see it matting down her golden bush.He scooted around on the bed and put his hand between her legs. He smiled, enjoying the. A young fresh face, framed by blonde hair nicely combed with plaits with two red ribbons at each end. She had a nice French nose with sparse freckles on it. I started to have feelings about her. “Now, let’s get back to work!” declared M. Margaret. Susan went back to her desk and sitting down the sleeve of her uniform pulled down the inkpot. A crash was heard and suddenly silence fell like a curtain above us. Miss. Margaret stood up, “What was that!” Susan blushed and said, “It’s me, Miss. Jason usually came home Saturday evening, until football was over, then mid-morning on Saturday. He and Moira would talk, with great animation, about all the events of the week. He seemed just as interested in what her friends were saying about the latest rock group as she was about his evil calculus professor.Saturday nights, they'd fuck each other's brains out.Sunday morning was church, then a family afternoon-except that Jason often had to beg off, needing to study.When the tryouts for the.