" I stood carefully on weak legs, balancing on the black high heels that remained strapped to my tiny feet. "Turn around, slowly please." I adjusted m... leather skirt down to properly cover my thighs before reluctantly spinning around in a circle, mindful to step over the heavy silver chain that rattled loudly with each movement as I rotated. "Now remove your clothes."I stood frozen. I wasn't sure what was going on when I woke up still clothed but now the ugly truth had revealed itself. He was. Don’t let any of those other women that you play with taking advantage of your beautiful cock until I get there and get you first,” she says to me. I feel my cock getting hard already.I look at the clock and decide that everyone should go home, that way when Ronda gets here, we can fuck on my desk.“Darling, head on over this way. I will be waiting for your delicious pussy for me to eat and fuck,” I say to her.“I’m on my way. Be ready to fuck me when I get there,” she says.“No worries, I’m ready. He normally wore Jockey shorts to school, hating the way boxers left him feeling unsecured down there. Especially in gym.Thank God Kevin Mallory was in a different gym class this year. Too bad the asshole didn’t attend an entirely different high school, preferably one out of state. A bona-fide asshole, he relentlessly gave Henry a hard time, yet was the only boy Henry’d ever considered wrapping his lips around--if the opportunity ever presented itself, which Henry fervently prayed wouldn’t.. The plan was despicable and I was enraged.The taken-for-granted attitude of mine was nothing but extreme fatigue from working two jobs. I was working at the local factory as a heavy machine operator and then after hours I was working as a bartender in a local club. Why would I do that, you ask? Because, my wife wanted to live like white collared folks and we had to have the house with the white picket fence and we needed the club and gym membership to meet people.Why did we need to meet new.
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