I looked up from writing in my diary into the almond-shaped gray eyes of the cutest Asian cheerleader. "Now it is, taken by you," I smiled as I close...my diary. Her name was Kimmi. She stood about 5'2 with shoulder length dark hair and a bang hoovering over her mesmerizing gray tinted eyes. She was petite, probably an A cup, but her push-up bra made her mounds appear to be a B cup. I wanted to touch.I frequently rubbed my hairless leg against hers as the bus entered the woods. The trees blocked. Neha removed her mouth from my tool and panted breathlessly, “Please cum in my mouth!” She then swooped back down and surrounded me once more with her hot mouth, swallowing my cock all the way to the root. My breath hung in my throat and with a final upward lunge to meet her downward stroke my seed blasted forth to splash against her tongue and throat. Two, three, four more times my rod erupted filling her mouth with my semen as she swallowed it down. After about half a dozen spurts my dick. .. not letting him pull away... his ice blue eyes looking into mine... "use me"... !Then he relented... he must have, because he was too strong for me to pull down... my mouth opened and my tongue slipped out to seek his... but just before our lips touched he bent his head and slipped away.Moaning in desire... rolling onto my hip and rubbing my thighs together... almost begging, "mommy needs you"!A hard unrelenting hand grabbed one of my tiny ankles... my high heel gently pulled off... but he. "It better be clean when I pull it out!" Madam threatens. Ashley, still gagging, flaps her tongue madly over the body of the toy. She can still taste her own juices on the woman's fingers. Madam slowly withdraws the toy. She inspects it briefly with a smile. Ashley waits for Madam to speak, but she doesn't. Ashley's forced to wait in silence, in darkness, for what will happen next. She can smell her new mistress move in closer. Something in the woman's scent convinces her that this woman has.