I loved watching the muscles of her impressive posterior move. The loud fast thick rocking message filled music erupted from the speakers. "Punk's Man...festo," announced Vy, leaning down and kissing my lips and handing me the cover. "I'll be right back." She went into the kitchen.A minute or so later I heard my mother laugh. "Don't worry. It's no problem. Follow me." She did, my mom with some peculiar spread on a thick slice of seven grain bread in hand leading her through her room and into the. The girl hell bent on anarchy was Tempest Darleen Rush, a defiant little devil disguised as an angelic faced, baby doll. She was unusually small for her age, but her size belied her mighty ego. She was ruthless, calculated and driven. She was that light breeze that you’d never expect to rip a door from its hinges, she was a hurricane at its most lethal stage, wreaking havoc and disassembling anyone who got in her way. She was raw energy, with an overly, congested mind and a body too restless to. Come in here and wank with me” she purrs. Michael’s face is one of shock but he does as he’s told and he perches at the end of the bed and carries on to jack off. “pull your pants down” Michael stares in disbelief. He’s always wanted to have a woman dominate him but none of his exes were woman enough to give him orders. He was finding this incredibly sexy and as he watched Lacy grinding at the top of the bed he knew he had to do something, but doing something when he hadn’t been told may get. I left the bar and he texted that he was in a different parking lot but not far at all from me. I drove straight there and saw his vehicle. I got in the back seat and he got his cock out. I began slowly sucking his cock and worshiped it for about 10 minutes. He then said he wanted my hole. Without hesitation I raised up and slid my shorts down. He saw my little penis in its chastity cage and began laughing. I felt humiliated but I rubbed some spit on my hole and straddled him. Slowly I worked.