Lemar watched this with pride as he began to fuck my mouth also moving only slightly as to not hurt me but still fuck my throat. He had a nice taste t...o as my tongue traced his veins right to his cock head where all his bitter goo was leaking like a sieve and coating my mouth.“Open your mouth as I pull out my cock.” Lemar demanded.I did as I was told and felt as Lemar slowly removed his cock from my mouth which left a sticky clear rope of saliva connecting his cock head to the inside of my. All we had to do was hold our hands and arms out parallel to the flour, and the skirt lifted up to follow. Of course, we wore our red ballet boots. We did not try to do a ballet dance, we did move back and forth across the stage with a very fluid, gliding motion. We each wore black leather "chokers", and ruby red stone dangling earrings and a Red cape that we could use to accentuated our "ballet walk"! The chokers had chrome letters attached that spelled out "BALLET SLUTS"! Of course we both. I spent Friday morning with Darcy, but she had to go to practice in the afternoon. John came down and asked, "Dad was wondering if he and Mom could stay at your place. Auburn is in town and there are no rooms, or at least nice rooms, available. Mr. Overstreet your attorney told Dad that he and Beth stayed in your guest room and Dad was hoping not to have to drive up and back." That's fine with me but he may see some pictures on the wall, or a naked girl fixing breakfast, or a bong out on the. Scarlet evening sun shines upon the enormous Los Angeles skyscrapers. Business people are heading home, replaced by joyful couples. Gotta take a taxi and ride home as fast as I can. Damn, I’m still wet! I wave my hand trying to stop a cab and lean onto the traffic light post. I’m about to start laughing: I look so much like a street hooker now. The very first taxi skids to a halt in front of me. There’s a black guy with bright white teeth smiling at me through the side window. Some rap song is.