I haven’t talked to him since Wednesday.” The lover’s phone call extended; both needed the only closeness they could have. Laura called out, “...Oh my, hot, hot, hot! That looks great on you.” On the speaker phone, Greg piped in with, “What’s going on?” Laura introduced Liaison, described her and the slinky jump suit purchase she was wearing, and then briefly talked about their shopping trip. “Did you buy one too?” “Yes, actually two, different colors. I am going to wear one of mine as soon as I. He looked a senior so presumably seventeen but still boyish. I could imagine Jennifer salivating over him. And to be honest, he did look very sexy; my pussy definitely damping at the thought.Nonchalantly he was leaning against a wall, watching people pass. I realised he was watching me! I liked the feeling. I caught his eye and smiled. He looked away. Shy—even nicer!I wasn’t sure what I should do now. Walking up to him seemed too big a step. So I decided to see what would happen if I simply. ”“Still, to sell yourself out as an escort!” said Mum. “It would have shown more integrity for you to go on your own.”“It’s not that much different to going on my own, only I’ll be helping to make someone else’s dream come true at the same time. What should I have done? Turn her down? Do you want me to ring her up and say I can’t be her prom date after all?”That challenge was reckless on two counts. First, I didn’t have Cayenne Proctor’s phone number, and second I’d already been measured for. He stood behind me and gently pushed lube into my rear hole then rubbed a little into his steel hard prick and proceeded to enter, slowly at first until he had pushed past the sphincter then, with one lunge, he almost fell into me and he was balls deep in my arse. This was a first for me in that it was the youngest prick and possibly the hardest I’d had in my rectum and I intended to enjoy every second of it. I encouraged him to fuck me slowly and deeply and once he had his rhythm going I.