She tipped Nick $300 and drove him home. “Sorry Nick, but I can’t do this anymore. Maybe for a long while. I’ll call you if I need you, okay?”...Nick was scary looking, but kind of a nice guy. “You okay, Monica?” Sitting in front of Nick’s small house, she sighed. “I wish I knew.” Monica spent the rest of Christmas vacation brooding a bit. She treated herself to a shopping spree at the mall with some of the money. The rest she put back in her cedar chest. She was planning on that money. "I'm not going to be sexy for you.I'm really not." he declared solemnly. "Some of us still have work todo."He was adamant. His words were slow and determined, but the others tookthem as no more than a little absurd spoken by an infant. The seniorsissy's eyes dipped down and the lashes became spiky against his cheeks,but he remained still as Candy's arms locked around him, and slowly hisreluctance began to melt as the younger boys slim fingers dictating thecourse of events. Irritation ebbed as. I guided his hard cock into my pussy as I sat down on him. He grabbed my breasts as I leaned down to kiss him. His tongue explored my mouth roughly as his hands squeezed my breasts. I could feel his throbbing cock inside me, the walls of my pussy gently tightening around it. I started to move my hips up and down slowly as I rode him. He watched me for a few moments before moving with me. Our fucking was slower than it had been with the barman initially, but we slowly built up speed. My. ." Secret?" Damian perked up."Yes," Louise nodded. "Secret. Thus far, when you two have entered into sexual relationships with girls, you've been TERRIBLE about protecting your sources. If I manage to set this thing up, you MUST keep it under wraps, or it will fall apart and ruin a BUNCH of people! If you don't think you can do that, I won't go any further..."Damian rubbed his chin. Everything about sex seemed to be secret; why couldn't you just fuck a bitch and be done with it? Still, Mama was.