She had been their fuck hole and nothing more and, as such, expected nothing from them other than the degradation which both were so adept at administ...ring. But now! Yes, she knew Russ also wanted the same thing from her, but this was different. He seemed to want her to feel the same passion he was experiencing and was taking the time to excite her as well as being excited by her.Marianne felt her pulse begin to race, her temperature climb. His kisses on her neck brought gasps of delight from. The Dodgers were home, playing the Cubs, and the pre-game was on the televisions at each end of the bar. No big screen TV's back then. Every time I tried talking about the Dodgers Rod would bring the conversation back to asking more questions about my nympho. I was hesitant, but I knew Rod well enough, so I finally gave in and told him that she was insatiable (which was absolutely true - especially lately). How, after I'd already fucked her two and even three times, she would still want. Thomas, I’m Brian Stevens, I am here to see Jasmin.” I said nervously.“I know who you are son. I have watched you play for the last three years, Jasmine’s a cheerleader so her Mother and I never miss a game.” he responded, “Please come in.”I stepped into his home, he closed the door behind me and ushered me into the family room where his wife was sitting reading a book. I could see where Jasmin’s good looks came from, her Mother was a very attractive woman.“Honey, you know Brian, he is here to. I just saw her. The look on her face is one I have only seen one other place, and that one came after a religious experience."Phone: No shit. When?"Monday. It was Jason. I almost cried myself to sleep, after what I did to that boy."Phone: Ease up Sheila. All I did was strip her down, like you said, pose her, like you said, and use some clothes pins and spank her a bit."Clothes pins? If I wanted you to use clamps, I would have sent them. Still, that is not too bad. How much did you have her.