I was a pretty straight-edge guy and quite naive. My first time was not planned, and it was an unexpected surprise. She was a blonde standing about 5"... with an athletic build – the volleyball type. We had been in the same English class the entire semester and she had a boyfriend. Because of her relationship I didn't expect her to put any moves on me. I stood about 5"9, lean and muscular. I was a baseball player, and she loved baseball. If we weren't talking about Shakespeare we were arguing. I can feel her pussy clamping down and pulsing around me. It's hotter, more wet. I continue to thrust into her, he pussy milking me. After a few seconds, she relaxes. I lean forward and lay over her, the whole time not pulling out. -Violet- He smirks. This makes me nervous. He turns around and picks something up from the grass, then returns to me. "From this moment on, you will be my slave. I will do whatever I want with you, whether you like it or not, as long as it doesn't permanently damage. Kat turned quickly and spit twice on my cock and spread the wet saliva all over the head of my dick. "Spit on my ass again." She commanded. I did as I was told. She lowered her ass into my lap slowly, reaching behind her she took my cock and moved it to her waiting asshole moving the head in small circles around the hole. She moved down a little letting the head get pressure on her hole until my cock spread her anus and slide inside her. Then in a swift motion she sat down taking my. Crane at the sales office for the subdivision. When Crane found out they were friends of the Pittmans, Steadmans, Collins, and Morrises, he was very engaging about extolling the features, luxuries, and other amenities associated with the houses in this area. Mark was amused at Crane's attitude, seeing as how at the time of his visit he was dressed in comfortable old cargo shorts and a polo shirt, not the casual wear of a millionaire. When he finally asked Crane why he simply assumed that he and.