Brad finally lifted his head to look at Wendy and Jane, and now wished that he had noticed them earlier. His cock began to stir now in appreciation fo...r their identical outfits, consisting of a buttoned-up mustard-yellow blazer jacket, like those that realtors wear. These jackets were paired with shimmering, glittery gold skirts, which zipped closed downward over their butts at the back, and barely reached down to the tops of their thighs. The finishing touch was the soft, smooth, white-leather. Such is the powerful force of him that draws her inexplicably closer to losing her emotional and mental faculties. Completely eradicated will be her decision making ability, her intellect, her thought processes, and overall wellbeing. "Run. Kick him away from you. Don't let him grab your ankles. Fight him." her mind screams at her to respond, calling her to action, clanging inside her head like a siren in a firehouse. She thrashes about, rolling away from him even as he grips her left ankle and. I knew he turned me on but I have always been a faithful, one man woman and fucking him never was an option in my mind. He was excellent eye candy for me though, about 5'9", 185 lbs., brown hair, honey colored eyes that'd make you melt and a smile you would just get lost in.So we are sitting on the couch watching TV just bullshitting when my ex decides to get up and put in a porno which made me a little uncomfortable at first but the longer we watched the more comfortable and hornier I got.. Mr Blackwell was an unlikely sex object for a teenage girl, we never felt threatened by his presence, we knew of his kink for young girls and off his masturbatory skills in front of us, so in effect he was more often a figure of ridicule and scorn, but an hour of porn and belly of wine, he became a life support for the cock I longed for as I walked home, and as I approached I saw the red glow of a cigarette, alerting me to his presence, and the 99% chance he had his out, and was ready to give.