The letter read:"Slut. As we spoke last night, you will now serve for my pleasure. Put on the outfit that is in box one Place the other boxes in the b...athroom and do not peek into any of them. Be sure to be completely shaven, smooth and clean wearing your blonde wig from last night and totally made up. Insert your butt plug. When you are through dressing, open the envelope inside the box with my rules. Go to the middle of the room and be on your knees facing away from the door. Study them. ” Kids that age are supposed to make cute grammatical errors; they are not supposed to have lovers.Yes, I said lovers, because they don’t present themselves as kids with a cute crush, but as two yearning souls deeply in love with each other, and more than a hint that they might be making love. Whether it’s the songs they sing (“Islands in the Stream” and “Afternoon Delight” come to mind) or Paula coquettishly suggesting that “you show me yours if I show you mine” is “nothing new” to them, the. "Please, I'm not on the pill, use a rubber," Judi pleaded in vain knowing that she was about to be fucked."I don't use no rubbers when I fuck," Derrick sneered, "especially on a bitch that might cost me my business."Judi moaned in surrender as she felt Derrick's large cock begin to open her dripping pussy lips. It felt like a baseball bat was being shoved into her. In fact, Derrick's cock was the size of the handle of a baseball bat. Judi's breath caught in her throat as she felt the giant head. Lucy and Jack noticed the light that seemed to be slowly filling the room, like a dimmer someone was slowly turning up. Alana and Robert were lost in each other, rutting like animals on the bed of cushions, rose petals sticking to their sweaty skin.As if in perfect timing the light increased from all around as the couple built to their crescendo. Robert continued his frenzied thrusting into Alana, grunting to her gasps, stroking her tits. Her pussy so warm, so wet, so blissfully tight. They too.