Being proud of my new toy I gladly obliged, that she was young and extremely pretty helped, though by then I had already given a few of the male staff...a ride in it. I may not have wanted to get involved with any other girl but I was not blind and I still appreciated the female form in most of its guises.Barbara Jenson was just under twelve months older than I was and was one of the department's many clerks. Apparently, her heroine was Twiggy and she always tried to copy the famous model's. Bette, too, saw the door standing open and she was filled with wild excitement at the way her plan was working. She could hear the harsh, animal-like sounds emanating from the bedroom as they neared the door, the moans and grunts, the harsh wet slapping of naked flesh fucking against naked flesh. And she knew that her son could hear them, too, for his face was taking on a shocked look of disbelief.They reached the door, stopped, and then took the final step forward, together, which allowed them. During her safe times of the month, she let him cum inside her. When she was fertile, he used a condom, or more often, he pulled out and she swallowed him or came on her face. The thought made Mike throb. There wasn't anything sexier than seeing cum splattered on Jen's pretty face.But Mike knew this wasn't the safe time of the month for Jen. It wasn't her most fertile time either, but it was definitely risky. "Wasn't she worried about getting pregnant?" he thought. For some reason, though, the. It’s not perfect, but it will have to do. I grab the toothbrush as well, and equipped with my new tools, I go back to the room.She’s still there (well, yeah, she’s bound and can’t go anywhere, that’s kind of the point of this), waiting. I can’t imagine how she’s feeling – with no pre agreed script and limits, I could be up to anything. I lie under her overhanging ass, and admire the view. The nicely formed, wet vagina, with her slightly protruding inner lips and the rose of her asshole stare.