The antics of the day had drained him entirely. “Hey, it’s fine,” Brent said, “I’ll treat you to dinner since you’re so tired.” “Thank...s,” Mark said, “I don’t have enough energy to cook.” His nerves had never calmed down after his gym class orgasm. He hadn’t dared take out the anal beads, because he had to go across the main area of the gym to get to the locker room, so he left them in and went to the locker room, but when he did, there were some people inside, and he didn’t have the courage to. In almost every case, after tasting the sample, the customer bought as much of the bar-b-que as he or she could afford. In order ta make it last, Martha was rationing the bar-b-que ta make it last until the sausage an' bacon were gone. By the time she had sold out of everything, she was having ta refuse ta serve repeaters who weren't goin' ta buy anythin', they wuz jus' tryin' ta git more of the free samples. Martha left that day with $103 in her reticule.Inez had 'bout the same experience as. She was shaved neatly and smoothly, except for a neat, tiny triangle above her pussy that seemed to point the way for me to her sex. "Vic, do you like what you see? You're staring at me and I don't know what to say." "Cheryl," I gasped. "You're beautiful. I can't put into words how beautiful you are." I leaned into her soft, wet folds, using my tongue to outline her gorgeous cunt. She sharply drew in a breath and gasped as I licked the outside of her pussy. When I slipped my tongue between her. Close enough for our purposes anyway.”“Go-carts...” Stacy replied derisively.“Well, she is a kid. Or are you scared of losing again?”“I’ll kick your ass, I rock in go-carts.”“Bring it on.”The two women seemed to be psyched up for the outing and continued to talk smack even after they were loaded in the large van that we used for short trips with everyone.... “Master, this is Stacy Pinta and Helen Jacoby. Helen, Stacy, this is Master Smith.”“Aren’t you worried that we will escape?”“Those.