The Sweat Box was well named; hot and dark, it gained its name as much from the sexual tension generated inside it as from the effect of the hot dry a...r within it. A bar ran the length of the long side wall, clusters of couches and comfortable chairs spread around the rest of the room. There were two rules in the Sweat Box. You left your own man or men at the door (if you brought them) and you never talked about what went on to anyone that was not there. In return you had the opportunity to. .. pathetic.”“Also I should give you a heads up on-”“I’m kinda in a hurry, I don’t really have time to chat.”“Umm ... okay. See ya later, I guess,” she walked away.“I got my own problems to sort through at the moment.”Sarah is outside the beauty school chatting with classmates, a motorcycle speeds in to the parking lot, pulling up next to them.“Who’s this psycho bitch,” one girl yelled.“Oh no,” Sarah muttered.A 71 Maverick sedan pulls up not too soon after.“Fuck!”Marie watched her sister pull. "During the play, I'd thought she and Luke were about to hook up, but a week or so later I found out that she'd been dating Clay Willingham. "How'd you hook up with the enemy anyway?" Clay was a senior and had been the quarterback on North Lincoln's football team.Darlene smiled. "During the home basketball game with them, I kind of got into it with one of their cheerleaders. It was his little sister. It just kind of happened."I decided for the eight-thousand-three-hundred-and-sixteenth time. I had no lubricant on me, but to tell the truth spit and water works just fine even for virgins. I kept it inside her for some time while continuing to eat her pussy. After a while I started pulling my finger in and out of her butt hole. Then I added more spit and stuck two fingers in. She began to enjoy it she moaned rhythmically while I finger assfucked her. I let her come twice and than I told her that her ass is ready for some dick. When I took my 8 inches cock out she got pretty scared,.