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I watched stunned. Scott handed him the player cards and Jose swiped them into the computer. Then he nodded at Scott, who waived by and turned and headed our direction. I kept starring trying to think if there was anyway that maybe Scott had handed him a credit card but I never saw it, nor any cash. “Alright all taken care of,” he said as he got to us and took my hand and started heading towards the door. Sherri must have thought nothing of it and out the door we went. Scott kissed me goodbye at our car and headed to his own. indian I couldn’t help wondering what paid for our games. That was my thought to keep me awake that night. Scott ended up working the next couple of days a lot of hours so I actually had a few summer days all to myself. Sherri seemed happy that she got to spend the day with lots of the popular kids and since she was with me and Scott they treated her pretty nice. When I thought about the public side of my relationship with Scott I felt so good about myself. Here I was just going to be a freshman, and the senior starting varsity football quarterback was my boyfriend. Wasn’t his girlfriend supposed to be the head cheerleader or something, not a new skinny freshman with braces on her teeth. What I kept having to push out of my mind though were the things I had been doing privately with my new boyfriend: sucking his cock, swallowing his cum, drinking his pee, sucking his best friend’s cock, swallowing his best friend’s cum, and then over time sucking three other guys cocks. From just the short amount of time since I talked to him at the pool I have gone from sweet innocent who had never even French kissed a boy to a girl who had now sucked five guys’ cocks. I shuddered as I thought about it. But was that the price of being his girlfriend. Was this what it took to be the quarterback’s girlfriend. The days seemed to pass so dreadfully slow and I had to admit that he had be so consuming my life. I hardly remembered what it was like before Scott and honestly I was a bit embarrassed cause flashing when I thought of it I remembered being so much less mature riding my bike with my girlfriends talking about hot movie and TV starts. Living in fantasy land that if we ever met any of them they would give us the time of day. Actually they would probably be just like Scott wanting the same grown up types of things. I was a little nervous when my mother noticed me wearing the choker every day. She asked where it came from and again I decided to tell the truth since lies are so much harder to explain. I did tell one little white lie about the pearl probably not being anything other then costume jewelry knowing he had told me and shown me it was real. Thank goodness she didn’t seem to make too big a deal of it. I was a little surprised when my mom told me that I had permission to go out Friday evening with Scott, Mike and Lisa. I was not only surprised that I found this out from my mom but that Lisa and Mike were going to be with us. She had set an 11:00 PM curfew for me and he promised her I would be home on time. Scott called me later that day and I asked him what I should wear and he told me to dress very casual, jeans and a shirt. But to not eat lunch and be over to his house by 4:00 PM. Friday couldn’t come fast enough and I made sure to get to Scott’s house on time. He took me up to his room and I was stunned when I saw what he had for me up there. The reason he told me to dress casual is that he had gotten me a dress to wear. And Oh my God that dress. It was like a prom dress, red with lots of sequence, halter top with a strap going around my neck plunging into a low V in front, the V going all the way to the base of my chest, the back was bare all the way down to my waist and the hem was only a few inches below my butt. He had a asian brand new pair of sheer to top nude pantyhose and 4.25 inch matching red pumps. Claire squeezed his hand in agreement and watched as John walked over to Julie, knowing as he did so that there was more than one pair of eyes on her husband. Maxi leaned over then began to lick the fluid from my cock and balls. You cum like a bitch in heat eh,,, mmmm You know you are his bitch now don't you. Bill grinned and said she don't know my family and he left it at that. He pointed toward the corner of the Dungeon, where a queen-sized bed with satin sheets now beckoned. Fuck me.” I screamed. Mitzy wore so little that she was stripped naked in seconds as her corset, suspenders and stockings were slipped off, but Boris took longer as his starched jacket seemed to have moulded itself to his shape and had to be forced off his indian shoulders. Within fifteen minutes of not sleeping, Evan regretted the brazen act of getting in the bed. That masked vixen had worn flashing him out, he had to figure out who she was. You’re a growing asian boy . . . John was feasting on his breakfast, stopping only to take a gulp of pineapple juice. Not many city folk get to play around in the stables …” Snap out of it and act your age for crying out loud. “Here?” I asked. But being handcuffed to the head board didn't help. It can get everywhere if I don't," I advised. Then they noticed something else; bouncing tits, swinging hips, and bronze muscles. They looked my way and then huddled together for a discussion lasting a few minutes. As Andrew said, he was the cause of everything. She smirked as she thought about that tiny act of rebellion, a tiny thrill. Why did she keep picturing her brother? Beatrice was nearing a second orgasm as she continued to ride her brother's hard cock. This domination. I almost leveled the whole tower in my frustration. I found her puckered little anal portal and washed it with my spit, licking and probing at the tightly clutched guardian to her rectal passage. I started with a gentle peck on her clit, to see the sensitivity that she had. Instead of speaking I gently let the sides of my fingernails slide up and down and around her back. I wiped my face. It took me over, spreading through me in a flood of euphoria. But nothing else, and her naked body shivered against the wind. As Peter directed the photo’s he wanted Sally moved around the car posing for various shots, washing the wheels, leaning over the boot hand stretch out in front of her we took photos of her cute arse wrapped only the hot pink string up her butt, tits squashed hard up against the boot lid faced turned sporting a cheeky grin. My mind drank it in. I trembled between my two children, stars bursting across my vision. “Uh, I’m sorry about last night. “Yes Ma’am!” He loudly replied in the standard military fashion. Mike.” I was so glad there were no windows in his garage for others to see me being pulled up and touched like this.