“We won’t need those,” said Molly, grasping the bottle. She unscrewed the cap and took a couple of glugs. “Aaahh! That hit’s the spot!” ... Megan snatched it from her and had a gulp of her own as the lad looked on incredulously. “Ooh yes! Warms the cockles,” said Megan, smacking her lips. “So, what treat would you like?” Molly inquired. “See, I’m not sure. Whatever, it’s cool really.” “No, you gotta get a treat. Megan!” Megan looked at the guy as she gripped the hem of her little black. It felt awesome. His cum was dripping out of my mouth and on to my boobs. With my mouth still full of cum, I gave him a very deep wet kiss. That really seemed to turn him on and in no time, he was hard again and, as always, we fucked like mad. The next time I saw him he handed me some clothes to wear for our next date. It was a sheer, very low-cut blouse, and a short, black leather skirt that barely covered my ass. “Wear these, no panties, no bra,” Bill commanded, “I want you to dress like. That said, enjoy. * * Standard Disclaimer: You must be 18 to read this story, be able to read erotica in your community, not be offended by the contents of it…blah blah, you know the rest. This story may be distributed freely, for commercial or non-commercial use, but PLEASE leave my email/name on it! That’s all I ask! Finally, CBS please don’t sue me – this is just fiction and I don’t mean to disparage Survivor or any of the people in the story in any way. * * * * * ‘I’m bored,’ whined. "Take my car," I offered, and turned back to my study, stopping when I heard him clear his throat, making me turn back to see what else was on his mind."Do you think Neill will need me next summer?"I laughed. "Victor, this is October. There's no new construction planned, and I don't expect things to change by next summer. If we pick up a distressed building I'm sure Neill will be able to use you."He nodded his understanding, smiling nervously. "I'm hoping to be able to afford this apartment.