He wasn't as big as Eli,probably about six feet high, thinner, but still muscular. Instead ofEli's stubble he had a small goatee. I couldn't quite tel...l his race;it was a mixture of Afro-American and hispanic; maybe blatino was thebest description. Like Eli, his hair was shaved short. The lightdrizzle had wet it down a bit though. He was wearing jeans, a t-shirt,and a light jacket."Damn. You guys didn't waste any time getting started." he said,eyeing me up. He walked in, and I shut the door. He's sitting on a bench in the local park, looking at the traffic go by. I tap his shoulder, taking his hand and heading for his house. "So, what do you have planned?" I ask. "Well, a lot of things." When he unlocks his door, he almost pushes me inside. At first, I wonder what's wrong, but then I see him taking off his shirt. I drop my handbag, placing my hands on his abs. He gasps a little as I grip his biceps, kissing him roughly. We head upstairs for his room, slamming the door shut behind. She had on a light-pink button-up shirt with a little jacket over it and a pair of tight blue jeans. Alex walked her out to his car and opened the door for her. Kyleigh knew it was her last chance to refuse what Alex had planned for her. If she got in his car, she’d be at his mercy and would be forced to do despicable sex acts with him; but nothing he could make her do would compare with having to face her father with him knowing she was a lesbian. Reluctantly, she got in and he closed the. Then another, maybe in the same place, maybe somewhere different; Ana was continually guessing where the next sting was going to come. Jessica spanked the girl’s ass, her breasts, her tummy, and her calves, then started working up her thighs – slowly, slowly, listening to Ana exhale after each blow. Then five quick taps directly on her pussy, a mixture of pain and pleasure that made Ana’s eyes roll back in her head. Now it was over for real — and though Ana was relieved, she was also a little.