‘Shall I put it back, Sir?’ I asked cheekily, positioning the tip of the plug at my entrance. Mr Johnson grabbed my hand firmly. “I have other ...lans for your ass, honey,” he growled. He pulled me towards him by my hips and pulled my ass cheeks apart. “What a gorgeous view,” he said. Before I could say anything, I felt his tongue licking over my asshole. “You taste really fine,” he added before slipping the tip of his tongue inside. “You’re so good, Sir,” I said. And he was! He tongued my. "Yeah. I gave a ride home to some girls. Sorry I'm late." His father's eyes burned with anger as he rose to his feet. He was a few inches taller than Steve.Steve felt an itchy sweat creep along his scalp. He had always been afraid of his father, years of beating installing that sense of fear into him. "That's not the truth. You've been out partying with your friends, haven't you? Been drinking?"Shock filled Steve's face. His father thought he was out drinking? "No! I don't even like the taste. They walked into the lobby with trouble keeping their hands off each other. Leah asked for a room and they made their way through the halls making out, hands grabbing and squeezing at random body parts. It was quite thedifficulttask for Leah seeing as Jim was literally two feet taller than her. Most of it ended up with him half-carrying her and half dragging her while she struggled to reach him on her tip-toes. They reached the door to the room after what seemed like forever, Leah's tank top. ..I guess they smell nice, and they feel, they feel silky I guess,"Timmy stammered, head down having to admit such a thing."They feel silky? And what got you going? What was it that got you soexcited Timmy?" she asked."It was the ny...nylons I g...guess," Timmy gasped."Nylons?" Madge returned."How they looked hanging over the shower curtain rod, how the sunlightwould make them shine. And then they felt so slippery," Timmy blathered."And then you wanted to try the nylons on to see how they.