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Casey felt all his breath catch in his throat and his anxieties melt away as they kissed, albeit briefly. After a moment Shahira leaned back, eying the girly looking boy with glee, he was as beautiful as always and was blushing like a bitch in heat. “I’ll… Take that as a yes?” He said with a smile, buckling in as she started up the car. “You better believe it…” She eyed him hungrily for a moment before turning her attention to the road, pulling away from the house in her automatic and out into the night, “How’s my favourite little cocksucker been, hm?” “I’ve been okay, but I’ve missed seeing you.” He said honestly, his eyes travelling up and down her figure. She was just so gorgeous. Wearing missionary jeans as she usually did, her curves and impressive bust were complimented by a red button shirt and a long-sleeved leather jacket that she wore open, her hijab sporting a black and red floral pattern that tied the whole ensemble together. “It’s only been four days since my last booty call,” She said with mirth in her voice, obviously pleased by just how much he mature wanted her, “or is that too long for you now, Casey?” He blushed brightly as she used his name, having always used Joanna’s in the past just in case his sister had been lurking in the background. “It feels like it’s been forever…” He admitted, smiling shyly then glancing out the window, “So um… Where are we going?” Shahira blew out her cheeks, “Well… I -had- wanted to take you back to my place, but my roommate is home and I don’t want you to meet her just yet,” She paused, concentrating on her driving for a moment as she came to a junction before continuing, “so I’m just taking you to a nice quiet spot where we won’t be disturbed.” “Is it far?” Casey asked, curiously. “A little.” Shahira replied, her eyes flickering from the road to his face for just a moment, “Good choice of lipstick by the way, you look gorgeous…” Casey smiled, utterly flattered by the compliment, his voice shy but pleased, “I mean Joanna picked it but… I’m glad she did.” “Mm, it’s going to look great wrapped around my cock.” She teased and Casey smiled broader. “I hope so…” He sighed warmly. They drove in silence for a few minutes, Casey looking out the window at the passing buildings, growing increasingly more sparse as they left the busier hustle of the town. He looked over to her again, his eyes taking in every gorgeous detail of the face he’d come to fantasise about so often, her makeup subtle save for her eyeliner, striking as always it drew attention to her hazel eyes, their depths so gentle and caring but with an undercurrent of something else he’d come to recognise. Despite how invested she was in Casey and how much she enjoyed spending time with him, the booty call wasn’t so she could spend time in his company, she was horny and he could see it written across her face. “Joanna mentioned something before…” He said to fill the silence, drawing a curious little noise from Shahira, indicating he should go cowgirl on, “She said you’ve been pushing to do more? To have sex?” Shahira nodded as if she had been expecting this question, “Mmhm, I don’t know how I’m going to manage it yet, but you know I want your ass. Got to make sure Joanna knows it’s coming so she can, hopefully, pass it along to you somehow.” “I um, think I had a good idea about that,” Casey started, fidgeting his fingers together a little anxiously, “I know she’s not super keen to do anything, so I maybe goaded her a little, saying that she’d have to put out, because um… Because ‘it wasn’t like I could blindfold you and use my ass’.” Shahira glanced his way briefly and grinned, her laughter coming out warm and amateur rich, the sound washing over Casey to quell his anxieties, “Wow Casey, you really want it bad, don’t you?” He blushed, “Y-yeah, I kinda do. I’d do it today if I could…” He said voice edged with hope as he looked her way, smiling a little slyly. “Ha!” She laughed again, bright and vibrant, “Fuck, Casey, I wish I could, but you’re not ready yet. Almost though.” He heard the reassurance in her voice and pouted anyway, “I’ve had the thing in all the time, are you sure I’m not ready?” She shook her head, “I’m sure, if we did it tonight it’d hurt more than it should, I want your first time to be special, I want you to feel nothing but pleasure.” “I don’t mind a little pain…” He said defensively but she shook her head. “I mind.” She said simply, then hesitated, thinking back a few seconds, cumshot “. ..Did you say you’ve had the thing in all the time?” I took a deep breath. Drifting in and out, I was awakened again by the sounds of moans coming from an open amateur window down the way. I had a complimentary bathrobe wrapped about my body splattered in my own jizz and half the pussy juices of the University of Washington's cheer squad, both former and active members of the group. Around 7:00 with nothing more than a couple of indecent slaps to my bottom I see Eddie cowgirl stroll up to the stage. "Yes." She barely misses after she’s all warmed up. “She's getting there,” I groaned. My shy, until recently faithful wife was now launching into our wildest bedroom fantasies; for real. She took his balls in her hand and began to play with them. Select one person to help you.” Flummoxed, Manya stood speechless for a moment, wondering whom missionary to pick cumshot for help. She teased me. She nuzzled into my folds. We continued to grumble even after she assured us that it wasn’t going to cost us anything out of pocket because Pearson Enterprises was chartering a jet both ways and the retreat center was actually her ranchhouse with hundreds of acres of ranchland surrounding it. Instead, Master A tied a string around the slave's balls and fastened mature its other end on a ring between the model's legs at the end of the table pulling the ballsac enough to make the poor sufferer jerk and gasp.