“What the hell is wrong with you?” Branon growled. “I’m talking dirty, don’t you like it?” I giggled, fumbling between his legs to get his... pants down. “Your dirty-talk is just as good as your pickup lines.” Brandon said, ripping his belt off. “Fucking amazing?” “Comically terrible, and somewhat disturbing.” Brandon frowned, pushing his pants around his ankles.“So, perfectly in character.” I smiled on Brandon’s lips as my hands slid into his boxers. “You are so warped.”“My sex education was. Realizing this, the driver wrapped one arm around Angel’s back so she could literally press the girl into her. Angel’s back arched as the driver moved from one breast to the other, sucking, licking, biting — all of it driving the young model to a higher and higher spot. ‘It feels good doesn’t it Angel,’ Betty said with a sneer in her voice. She was loving the fact that this lovely young girl was giving herself over to a used up woman such as herself. She basked in her good fortune as she. “Strip. Now.” I demanded at the girl cowering in the locker room. She glanced around worriedly before she took off her skirt, then her blouse, then her tights, leaving her in a thin thong and bra. She looked for someone to save her, but no one would. She reached to undo her bra when I stopped her. “ Everyone out.” As everyone turned to leave, the girl looked thankful. “Except Scott and Richard.” I finished with a smirk. As they filed out, I demanded rose to finish, and she stood before us. Without ever taking his eyes from mine, he put a hand on each of my knees and opened me up for himself. He moved in close, finally breaking his gaze as he looked to the buttons of my blouse and unfastened them. He had a bit of a grin when he opened it and saw that I was not wearing a bra. I felt the first of many sensual rushes when he put his hands on my small breasts and briefly caressed them. I looked back at his bare chest and I felt the anticipation of knowing that it would soon make.