She began to play with it, stroke it, and fondle my balls which were growing more sensitive with each touch. I tried to say something, tell her she wa...s still drunk or that this wasn’t right, but pleasure got the best of me and I couldn’t do anything but make sounds of pleasure.

“Do you like this?” she asked. “I bet my niece doesn’t do it this well, does she? I bet she doesn’t even do this...”

And at the end of that sentence, I felt the warmness of her lips on my cock head. It was true, my. Jealousy and worrisome thoughts filled my mind and I wasn’t able to fall back asleep. The next day she was back to her ho-hum attitude. I gave it time before talking to her about that night and was going to bring it up the following Friday. I sat around all day trying to think of how to ask her about that night but before I was home I received the same text about the girls going out for drinks. I protested a bit but she went anyway. Same as before she came home late but not stumbling drunk. She. Even though i hardly ever follow orders, i did as i was told because i was scared about what they would do to me if i didn't obey them.After the guys were rested and sexually recharged, Paige took off all of her clothes except for her tennis shoes. Then the guys told Paige to run off into the forest and try to hide from them and that in five minutes they were going to track her down, carry her back to the tree, tie her up and fuck her good.Paige ran off into the forest and after five minutes. Decisi che se quella ragazzina così giovane riusciva ogni mattina a drizzare non só quanti cazzi, potevo farlo anche io, così, per gioco e per vedere le reazioni delle persone intorno a me. Il piano era semplice, dovevo solo mettere un pò di carne al vento e vedere le reazioni degli uomini. Ovviamente la personalità Hot doveva essere solo in certe occassioni, non volevo che in città o a lavoro mi scambiassero per una donna in cerca di cazzi. Così avevo inventato "la Mara da viaggio" e la "la.