She loved Michael and had no desire to be with another man, unless he wanted her to, but it might be different if it was a woman. She was under his sp...ell and found herself looking forward to the pleasure she derived from the pain and from pleasing him. He must love her as well because he was doing all these things for her and to make her a more beautiful and confident person. Yet there were things that did bother her some. She had never believed in piercings, but now, not only were her nipples. Josh sat up as he heard Ashley start to gag, and pushes her head farther down my shaft. This entire afternoon was so surreal. From fingering Ashley’s pussy at the bar, her jacking me off under the table, her husband just laughing, tasting her juices in front of waitress, I just close my eyes momentarily and thank the God’s, and think to myself that I should ask forgiveness as well for what I am going to do to her. I wrap my hands in her hair even tighter, trying to force my whole cock in her. When we pulled in Mike’s driveway his car was not there. He said, “Neil, I’m beat. I suggest you go to bed and the girls will be home eventually.” Mike was blasé about the whole thing. I wasn’t. If the bitch wanted to go pub crawling, she could have at least told me before she left the club.I drove back to town to look for Mike’s 1973 Mercury convertible. It was the only yellow Merc convertible on the island so it was reasonable I could find it at one of the late night music and dance bars. I. James wondered if he’d stepped over the line by winking at her. She refused to meet his eyes the entire class, and when he’d called on her for answers, she’d mumbled to her desk. The people around her ended up repeating her answers for her. He hoped he hadn’t freaked her out. James Smith definitely wanted to get to know Ana more. While the class worked on a mini lab assignment, James logged onto Ana’s grade system. Checking her classes, his eyes bugged out. Four AP classes? He moved to her.