"We canreally do this?" she asked uncertain."My parents are cool with it and as far as your folks are concernedwe're already married," he smiled.Jessi...a thought back on her parents; they were the relaxed type exceptwhen it came to sports. "Do you think I'm good at sports?" she askedrandomly."At football? Hell no, but you are the captain of volleyball team, thegirl's swim team, and softball team. You are the most athletic girl inthe school," he complimented.Jessica felt reassured by this and. “Worship my cunt, slave, and make me cum again.” She smiled broadly, as this was something I had suggested – that I be forced to eat her pussy. She wrapped her hands in my hair and pulled.I leaned forward, putting my hands on her hips, then around her buttocks, and used my tongue to spread her already cum-filled, sopping, engorged pussy.“Put your hands behind you, slave!”I did so, and nuzzled my face even further into her. She closed her legs around me, putting light pressure on my head, so I. As I laid on the table I was face down, I felt a warm liquid beginning to pour on me, what is this I thought, oil? It didn’t matter at this point, it was euphoric, and I was in heaven. Then it got weird, and I got scared, they strapped me in. One around my waist one around each of my legs, it must have showed I was getting nervous because one of the men leaned over and whispered into my ear telling me it’s all going to be ok. You’re not in any danger, no one is going to hurt you, please just. It made want to imagine every minute detail of her passion,and how it would play out from the birds chirping why we kissed,the phone ringing but feeling way to good answer the phone.Even how are shoes and panties would lay on top of one another when we kicked them off onto the floor. I became so sexually devious,I said I'm going to frame this bitch and threaten to call the cops right now if she didn't make love to me.Who would thought theUniverse could be so kind to me that day when she had.