Fun was over, I thought, and walked out.Oh how I was lusting for her delicious looking boobs. And oh how my cock remembered the feeling when her soft ...ass cheeks buried into it, albeit for a nanosecond. I wanted my mom’s body. What the hell was wrong with me?Lunch was very normal. She brought the food out and we ate regularly. She told me about her day at home and I told her how my classes went. Both of us pretended as if nothing had happened.I could easily regard the day’s events as. She always did that when she was nervous. But she really needed this security guard gig. She needed to show her parents that she was capable of standing on her own two feet. A high school diploma and two semesters at community college didn't exactly send the human resource department on fire. "I'm sure I'll be able to deal with any situation that presents itself," she stammered."We'll be in touch," Mr Snyder said.Two months later this five foot 7, green eyed, dirty blond haired girl was. So reading these stories were the only pleasure for myself. In school days we hardly cracked any sex jokes. Most of the time went off in studying for good marks. But the desire for sex was within me. But I was also not bold enough to have an affair or sex. When I Went to college we were a group of friends where the talk of sex became a little bolder and we enjoyed cracking jokes and commenting on sex and on men. But still we never talked about men’s or women’s private parts. The reference were. Pain spread through her breast, overriding even the pain of the whipping she was currently bleeding from. If she hadn't been gagged, she'd be begging to cum."Don't worry dear," said Ken, "there are plenty more. Plus, they're coated with a fun little concoction that Sally thought up."Through the haze of lust, Jane could feel her right nipple start to burn, and not only around where the hook had pierced her skin. The burning began to engulf her whole nipple and spread back into her breast, as.