“Slave, that is Sir or Master to you! I have been very lenient with that so far but I won’t be any longer,” Joe told her in a stern voice. Joy�...�s sharp intake of breath was very telling to Joe as he got closer to her wet pussy. Joe wanted desperately to lick her wet pussy with his tongue as his fingers parted her swollen pussy lips. Her moans of pleasure were getting deeper as he dragged the tip of his finger over her clit. Her hips moved slightly under his fingers as she grasped the sheets on. What do I do?? Tell her?? Touch it?? Pull the rest of her romper down to see both her tits?Tiffiany ran from the room screaming I can't watch anymore.I started to pull my dick out the leg of my shorts then Tiffany came back in the room unbelivealby her one tit still exposed.She sat down on my lap...OK press play.This is too much, this young teen tit exposed sitting on my lap wiggling around on my lap rubbing against my hardon.I grabbed Tiffanys hips, sorry you're going to have to move.Make. As I sat on the front porch I could hear the sound of his truck. A jet black Dodge Ram 4x4 with chrome trim. I rushed off the porch to meet him, he too dressed in cargo blue jeans, a nice t-shirt and flip flops. He opened my door and helped me into his truck; it was a little higher off the ground than most trucks. As he drove I admired his dark blonde hair and muscular arms. I asked him where we were going and the only answer I got was, "you'll see". For once, I wasn't just trying to get to the. I tried not to think about it that day, there was no way I wanted to start to lust after another guy. I had had a traumatic break-up from Jason, my ex. He had been bullying and controlling and I wanted a break from men for a month or two. Not that I was scared or didn’t trust men, I wanted to be in control for once, make the decisions, especially about my own body. What Jason had done – and made me do – still made my stomach knot at the thought. There was no way I was going into something.