I slid a twenty into it.“Well, let’s see what you have, Tom.” She said pointing to my zipper. Her relaxed manner lent to my trusting her. I open...ed my fly, snaked my index finger in and fished out my soft cock.“Oh, hummmm. Let’s see. I bet I can wake that boy up.” She said unbuttoning to top three buttons of her dress. My eyes were riveted as she clutched at her tits over her dress, lifting and squeezing her unseen treasures. I yanked a little harder.She whispered, “I see him beginning to come. We started for the door, then the bikes. Someone had called the cops because I could hear sirens. We rode fast and parked in an ally until the heat cooled down. I saw what looked to be a body so I unmounted my bike and walked over there, pistol drawn.I saw what appeared to be a 16 or 17 year old girl there clothes torn and beat up. I woke her up and she stared wide eyed at me. I picked her up and set her on the back seat of my bike, gave her my helmet which was to big, but still better than. Bradley smiling as her finger tickled his scrotum through his pants. Then he looked past her to where Jamie’s jacket covered his lap, and he could see the garment rhythmically rising and falling, telling him that his mom was giving his friend a hand job.That was all the motivation he needed, and he quickly shucked his jacket and laid it across his thighs. As soon as his lap was covered, he felt Mrs. Bradley’s fingers find his zipper and pull it down, and in a matter of seconds, his hard cock. Initially I was terrified of him and hated him. I would have scratched his eyes out if he had not restrained me. I especially hated when he worked his magic on me, awakening my body, then I not only loathed him but myself also. My only role now is to look after Master’s personal needs giving him pleasure as he sees fit at any given moment and with whomever he wishes me to service. I am never sure what might be expected of me from one day to the next. Master does not consult me on the use of my.