She really wanted to call her fellow cheerleader and best friend, Julie, and share with her about how she and Ed Richey had fucked that afternoon. Bre...da decided she'd better not show her hand yet though because she knew Julie or someone else might talk and ruin the rest of the school year for her.Instead of calling Julie on her cell phone and bragging to her about fucking Ed Richey, Brenda went to her bathroom and stood there naked in front of her floor-length mirror, admiring her sexy young. It was a rope binding this time, arms spread, legs wide open in the stirrups, tightly secured, naked except for that pair of large and strong old knickers. Once she was spread-eagled, he took a vibrator, a small egg which he lubricated then slipped deep into her backside, then one of those big Hitachi ones which the knickers held comfortably to her sex, handle against her belly. He paused smiled, then he set both egg and vibe going, the egg buzzing hard and irritatingly, the vibe slow with. I was about on the verge of cumming when she stopped.Standing up, Ashley removed her panties and moved towards me.“Is it OK if you gave me a ride?”, She asked.I nodded yes and straddling my legs she lowered her dripping wet cunt onto my shaft. She was tight which felt so good wrapped around my throbbing dick. I reached up to play with her breasts as she road my cock as hard as she could. My cock was wet from her juices which allowed it to slide in and out of her tight hole easily. It felt. "James looked away, back down at his tray. He took a breath and filled a canister with ice, balancing it all on the short walk to the back room.She was sitting at the bar when he came out, her black heels tucked onto the top rung of the barstool and her chin in her hands, her elbows on the bar. She smiled, maybe a little sadly."Can I buy you a drink, Jimmy?" It's James," he correctly quietly. "And thanks, but I don't drink." Are you married, James?" No."She smiled again. "Then you don't need to.