Yes, yes I pleaded. Finally, my dream of fucking that cock came true. Fuck me Bobby, now let me feel your cock, fuck me however you want but fuck me. ...Bobby slowly pulled his hand from my super dilated asshole, and deftly placed the head of his cock at the entrance of the sphincter, preventing my muscles to contract. The feeling of being open like that drove me crazy but now that I was going to fuck a 12 years old boy turns me even hornier. Im not going to take long, Ill fill your guts with milk. I'll call Mike, he'll have to get someone to watch the kids and get a ride out to pick me up, his truck is getting painted." She said with a bit of exasperation and concern."Look why don't you stay her tonight and you can ride back to town with the tow truck, unless there is some reason to go tonight? You can have the driver pick you up here. How about it, you're not disturbing us and I have plenty of room. Right Bobby? We can spoil Bobby for the night... or make him spoil us!!!"I didn't say. Well, even that’s not accurate. I can take myself, and sometimes other people, out of time. The specifics aren’t important though. She is. All I needed was eye contact. If I could get her to meet my eyes, I could get her to a place we could talk. And well….do other things, but I’ll get to that soon. I promise. It took until the second period, but finally she turned and looked back over that perfect shoulder. She was looking for the cotton candy guy. He was coming down the steps, and as her. I had no idea how Jeremy had found her, but she certainly fit the type. I recall almost recognizing her a few weeks ago at one of the events, but being distracted, I didn't follow up on it.At a nod from Kristen, she started stripping down while Kristen drew the curtains closed."Master, Jessica is the last slave we needed to see. I have a story to tell you as soon as I'm undressed." With that, Kristen finished up and then took her clothes off as well. She then pulled the cane out from under the.