Cute works, just like smart/girl next door works for me. She got hired. We celebrated with a kiss. We heard whistles behind us. We giggled, but I coul... tell she loved the kiss as much as I did.“I pulled her to Kyle’s table where we met Jeanne. She glanced at me, but her eyes mostly focused on May. I felt jealous already. Jeanne has a presence. More handsome than beautiful. Tall and slim like all the Whitemans, but not in the least bit willowy. Tits and ass, but not top heavy or anything. With a. "Talk dirty!" I insisted."Um, uh, I don't know how," she said.That pissed me off! I had spent half an hour fondling her, taking her nipples one by one between my teeth, pulling my head back slowly, scr****g her erect milkmaids, making her gasp with pleasure, while also using my fingers and thumb to stimulate her soaking-wet cunt and her hot, needy clit. I then mounted her, ramming my erecttion deep into her slit, pausing only briefly after each of her orgasms before resuming the sledgehammer. "Well, maybe you didn't get a good enough look." She lifted up her skirt and walked up to my face, sticking her pussy in my face. I stared at i and finally got the courage to tell her how nice it looked.She seemed very happy and gave me a big hug. What happened next can be blamed on hormones, the fact that she was gorgeous, or just that she was a cheerleader, but i reached up and threw my hands up under her skirt and grabbed her ass.I heard her gasp and i yanked my hands away as fast as i. Get me out of this costume.” Not a great start. She didn’t like me. I’d been warned that might be the case. Cautiously, I set about unfastening her tunic. “No, not like that, remove the collar first. You’ll never get anything else free until that’s done,” she sighed impatiently. “Careful. Don’t damage anything, this tunic’s my favourite.” Was it? A smile flickered at the corners of my mouth. Miss Scarlet was obviously unaware that her outfit was one of my own creations. My mother, a seamstress,.