Janey and her slaves part 3
She went to Brad’s bed and sat on the edge and talked to him in a monotone voice. “Brad, what were you going to do to me when you drugged me? I want to know. Maybe we can still do it.” I knew she was lying. “Ann, I was just going to get your pants off, and look at your pussy. Maybe kiss it, and try to get some lovin off you. I have never tasted pussy, and have never fucked a girl. I haven’t even seen a real pussy” “What, you have never been fucked? At your age? Why not, are you a fag?” “No, I’m just not comfortable around girls” “OK, Brad, we will see what we can do about this.” “Janey, will you come over here?” As I went over …