I grabbed a handful of her hair and rammed my cock right back between her lips.She groaned as I fucked her mouth fast and hard. Looking down I watched... my cock thrusting between her lips - her lipstick was smeared along the length of my cock now as I slid in and out of her mouth.I could see her teasing my balls with one hand as her other one pulled up her skirt; she was furiously working her clit.Suddenly the toilet door opened and she froze. We heard someone walk into the toilets and unzip. The. ”Dalia looked at her surprised. “Does he do that often?” she wondered and leaned over to Lara with great interest.The slave nodded. “All the time. It’s actually my job...” She stopped and looked around, as if she thought someone was listening in on them. “It’s actually my job to take care of that,” she finally continued confidentially.Dalia blinked confused, as if she wasn’t sure if she heard correctly. Lara, the petite little slave, was the Lady’s dog whore? “What? Really?” she asked.Lara. . she started it.”Mom just glared at me — telling me to continue.“I tried to kiss her and she started to laugh — telling me I kissed like her ten year-old cousin. Told everyone that I kissed like a ‘pansy’.” My head hung upon my shoulders. It did not help that I was the smallest guy in my class.“All this over just one kiss?”I shrugged yet again, “It was a pretty pathetic kiss mom.”“Well what does this Cathy Summers expect Jason — you have to learn with someone!” Mother was getting angry — as. Laceys gaze falls from their eye lock, to trail down his chest and land where his shorts lay lazily across his pelvic bone, a faint treasure trail protruding through the hem. Lacey reaches out to touch but Reese pulls away, toying with her."Do you want me to play with your hair tonight?" He asks, turning out the kitchen light, stopping to wait for Lacey at the bottom of the staircase. "I think you know the answer to that." Lacey rounds the corner, taking the stairs two at a time, her butt.