“Bend over,” Jenna commands as she places her hands on her slender waist, taking an authoritative stance much like a cheerleader captain.“Excuse...me?” I say in confusion.She positions herself in front of me and points an index finger at the ground. “Bend over, Evie. You need to practice your flexibility if we are to make the semifinals.”That makes sense, I guess?I place my bookbag down, shrug my shoulders and bend as Jenna commands. I lean over with my behind towards the wall so I avoid showing. He’d start with the tip, he decided, and work his way up. Mistress Raell stopped walking in her bedroom, and gestured for him to sit up in his knees. Drake looked around the room, and was surprised to see Slade curled up on a doggy bed in the corner. ‘Good morning Mistress.’ He sat up, shooting a glare at Drake. ‘Going hunting today?’ Drake looked Mistress Raell over, and realized she indeed was dressed in hunting clothes. The leather boots were soft soled to better quiet her steps, and she. I caught a bus into the town centre. The bus was jammed full, standing room only. Some guy, well I think it was a guy, touched my rear and for a moment the hand tried to slip between my legs. My skin crawled at the thought of being groped by some faceless man and I tried to move through the crowded bus away from the questing hand but in such a confined space I had nowhere to go. Eventually the bus arrived at the centre of town and I got off with relief. Tomorrow I would have to look into. I yelp out in surprise when his warm slick tongue licks from my swollen clit to my asshole. The feeling is incredible. It sends my mind into a lust-filled frenzy which prompts me to beg him to lick my backdoor again; he complies eagerly. James’s warm wet silky tongue moves up and down against my sensitive bud. The sensation is erotic and so kinky; I love it. A vulgar curse leaves my feminine lips as he increases the speed and pressure of his wonderful tongue. He pulls away to replace his.