Amy had apparently forgotten her keys again, and had tried to sneak in the dog door, something I had seen her do before. My side deck is high enough,...it is easy to look over, and I had enjoyed some nice glimpses of her before, working out, doing chores and such after school.What the cursing what about, is she was stuck in the dog door, with her head and shoulders down towards the floor, and her hips stuck up high. They have one of those locking dog door sliders, and she must have disturbed it. The words. You’re a literary artist. I noticed it when you wrote that essay on the Red Light District. The way you… described it… it turned me on. Come with me; I’ve got something I want to show you.”“What the fuck? I’m not in trouble?” you think. You’re in complete and utter shock at what she’s said, but intrigued.Under her deskYouʼre kissing; breathing heavily in anticipation of whatʼs to come. She takes off her shirtand unhooks her bra to reveal two perfectly round 32B breasts, and two. Holding her hips with my hands, I began working my tongue into her pussy, causing her to moan and squeal like never before. I am usually not a big fan of going down on girls, but Alex’s entire body was so beautiful that this experience was heavenly. As her juices seeped out of her and onto my sheets, I knew it was time to enter her. I climbed back up and began to kiss her again, allowing her to taste her own fluids as we ardently made out. I positioned myself at the entrance to. He drew her to her feet, and brought out a chain from a pocket, looped it around her neck, and locked it with a small padlock. He led her to where her clothes were lying, and picked them up and put them on the pad, which he rolled and tucked under his arm. She followed as calmly and quietly as before, accepting the leash as if it belonged. Over the bridge and up the gentle slope she followed, onto the path to the parking lot. The park was abandoned, so no one could see her being led by the.