It was strange living in a large house.We visited the tiny house. Z told me it was small. But I was surprised at just how small it was.My first “dat...e” was lunch was on 30 September. It was a last-minute reservation for at lunchtime one day before I was supposed to start. I might as well start making money. My skirt and blouse made me look younger. Both Z and Fran said that I still looked adult enough. In thinking about it later, my 10 cm heals were a little high for lunch. OTOH, even with an. At out 10 o'clock break we both headed outside for a cigarette and I'm guessing that after her last orgasm she way dying fro one. I watched her light her cigarette and as soon as she inhaled I hit the button again. I watched her eyes get big again as she smoked her cigarette. This one came real fast on her as she hadn't even finished her cigarette before I could see her body wracked with yet another orgasm. She finished her cigarette with a dreamy and far away look in her eyes, on the way back. Don gets between my legs and put the head of his cock against my pussy. ‘Are you sure, Jayden? I really want you, but I will stop if you have any second thoughts.’ ‘I’m okay. I’m just a little nervous.’ Don looks at me, and then lowers his body. The massive head is at my pussy opening. I can feel the pressure as he pushes. My knees are up and spread to give him a better angle. The massive head of his cock enters me. Why am I doing this to myself? That thought is running through my mind. Don. I’m really good at giving massages.’ Janice saw the look in her eyes. She opened the door, but it only moved about an inch before clunking against the alley wall. ‘Thanks, but no thanks.’ Barbara unbuckled her seat belt and pressed her hand against Janice’s crotch. ‘You could show some gratitude, dear. I saved you from those men who wanted to rape you, the least you could do is let me lick your pussy a little.’ Janice hit her as hard as she could. It wasn’t hard enough–Barbara looked a little.