“We obviously need a more private place to talk and sort this out, but I want to start by talking with just Ashley and Scarlet. At this point, I rea...lly don’t see you being a part of that conversation, Brett.”I could see Brett starting to puff up, and the other young guy, who looked a bit like a good ol’ boy dressed up to come to town, started moving up beside him. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Cassidy beginning to move forward. It looked like she wasn’t sure whether she should pull out. From the list she realized his plan was to spend the night with her. She could feel warmth spreading deeply inside her. He dropped her off at her home, kissing her before she got out of the car. He tugged at her hair as she sighed into his mouth. His hand ran along her stocking covered legs, under her dress. Lightly he traced his fingertip along the warm skin of her thighs where the stockings ended. Kissing her harder, his hand gripped her inner thigh, pulling her legs open wider. He trailed. But her two very favorite things--the things she had been leading up to with all of her preparations, preening, prowling, and pretending to be modest while showing off for peepers, her two favorite things were finally ready. First she would snort a couple of fat lines, and after smoking one Camel Light to get a little coke-numbness on her lips, she would pull my dick out with no prelude, no making out or warning. "Sit down in that chair," she would say. "My mouth needs your dick in it now." So. “Can you hear that Mr Pete?” “Just about” came the reply. Gemma was sure she heard a slap from the other end of the phone. It sounded as though Pete was hitting himself. Was it with a hairbrush she wondered? She started to feel very wet, and her nipples hardened at the thought of Pete at the other end of the phone. She focussed again on Daniel. “Right Daniel, a few more, and make it harder will you.” Daniel landed several more hard spanks, gasping after each one even though he was landing them.