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(Mb, extreme-ped, d/s, reluc, mast, anal) *** PART 1: Lawn Mowing Dave Carter sat drinking his morning coffee. It was mid- morning, Saturday, and he was putting off the yard work as long as possible. He had until 5:00, when his wife Jackie would be back from a shopping excursion with her best friend, Emma. The thirty three year old man was finally relaxing after a really tense week spent waiting for the other shoe to drop. He had been dreading the knock on the door or the appearance at his office that said he had been turned in for letting that little girl suck him off in his car the week before. At least he hadn't given her his real first name. "Bill" may not have been the most imaginative fake name, but at least it wasn't his! He inhaled deeply and let out a slow, satisfied sigh. He had never really seen little kids as sexual beings before, but that little thing was something else. He had been captivated by her glowing beauty and innocent sexuality. He looked at young people in a whole new light now. Not that he expected to become an active pedophile (his wife was young and smoking hot!), but he found himself staring at the buns and legs of little girls a lot now. To his surprise, he had even started appreciating the firm asses and thighs of teen and preteen boy. His reverie was broken by the doorbell. Dave opened the door to find a young teenage boy standing there. Talk about coincidences, he thought. He appraised his visitor with his new sense of appreciation for youngsters. This boy looked to be about 12, about five feet tall, thin but toned. He wore short running shorts and his thighs and shins were well muscled. A loose tank top exposed his bare shoulders and arms, and the large arm holes displayed the sides of his chest and ribs. His skin was lightly tanned and hairless, smooth and without blemish. He had large dark brown eyes that looked almost black in the sunlight, and long dark eyelashes under an unruly mop of wavy chestnut hair. His face was more beautiful then handsome, at that point between childhood and adulthood where he still looked more feminine than masculine. Dave was instantly infatuated. "Um, hi." Said the boy, obviously nervous. He glanced at Dave's face, then away at the door, then down at his shoes, then back up at Dave. His nervousness made him seem vulnerable, which Dave really liked. His cock began to swell as the sexy boy fidgeted. "Hello there." Dave replied, encouragingly. He didn't care what the boy wanted, but Dave wanted him to stay, to keep talking. "Um, I was wondering, um, if maybe..." his voice trailed off as his eyes continued to dart around. It looked to Dave like the boy's gaze kept returning to the lump swelling in the man's pants, but he may have been flattering himself. "Yes?" the man tried to draw the boy out. The youngster drew a breath and pushed out the words in a rush. "Wondering if you would like me to mow your lawn for you." He looked relieved when he had finished, and stood dejectedly, as if waiting for a refusal. "Well, how much would it cost?" Dave asked. The boy looked up with excited eyes and a pleased expression. Then he smiled, and Dave almost came in his pants. Holy shit, what a gorgeous smile! he thought. I have got to get me some of that. Somehow. "Um, well, I've never got this far. You're the last house on the street, and everyone else either isn't home or isn't interested." The boy's nervousness was receding now that he had gotten a positive response, and the more he spoke the faster Dave found himself falling for the attractive youth. His eyes wandered over the firm young body as the boy spoke. "I was thinking ten dollars?" he finished. "What's your name, son?" Dave asked. "Drew," the boy replied. "Well, Drew, are you going into business for yourself?" "No, I mean, not really. I really need money right away, so I thought I could raise it this way." "How much do you need all together?" Dave asked. The boy hung his head again, and Dave's dick twitched at the submissive pose. "A hundred and fifty dollars." Drew muttered. "Wow," Dave said. "That's a lot of money to raise mowing lawns. What do you need that much money for?" "I broke a window at my house, and my step-father says I need to pay for it." "Right away?" Dave asked, intrigued. "I have to have it tomorrow, or..." his voice trembled and trailed off. "He'll beat you?" Dave supplied. The boy nodded, clearly afraid. "Does he do that a lot?" Dave asked. The boy didn't answer, but his lack of denial was in itself an admission. Dave's mind was whirling, and his hard cock was throbbing. I wonder what else he does to you, he thought. He tore himself back to the present situation, trying to see a way to turn it to his advantage and get this boy's ass in his bed. "Well," he began, "I do need some yard work. Why don't we see how much you can get done by noon. I have somewhere to go then, but you should be able to earn more than ten dollars." A grateful look lit up the boy's beautiful young face, and took Dave's breath away. Dave had nowhere to go at noon, but he only had until five before his wife came home, and he wanted as much time with the boy as he could arrange. He took the boy out to the shed and showed him how to start the lawn mower, standing as close to him as possible, feeling a tingle on his skin whenever he got near. He noticed that the boy didn't seem nervous by Dave's nearness, and didn't move away if Dave's hand or body brushed against his, though he still seemed nervous and submissive. He didn't talk much, and almost never looked Dave in the eye. By the time Dave returned to the living room to watch the boy through the picture window, his dick was hard as a rock. He pulled a chair up to the window, which was opaque from the outside in the morning sun, and took pictures while watching the boy's firm young body. He moaned softly when Drew peeled his tank top off and dropped it on the ground. He watched the sun glint off the sweat on his back, chest and shoulders. At noon, when the lawn had been mowed and edged, the hedges trimmed and the grass raked, the twelve year-old stood on the front porch, breathing hard and sweating, his expression anxious in nervous anticipation. He was so eager to please. His nipples had hardened in the cool shade of the covered porch, and Dave had to tear his gaze from the boy's nearly naked body to look him in the eyes. "Well, you worked hard for the past two hours, and at twenty dollars an hour, that's a total of forty bucks." He handed the boy two crisp twenty dollar bills. They both knew that this was more than a fare payment, but they also knew that it fell far short of what the boy needed. Just as Dave had planned. Dave could see tears welling in the boy's beautiful brown eyes as he looked at the money. He was torn between gratitude and despair. It was more than he could have hoped for, but... "Not enough, is it?" Dave completed the child's thought out loud. All Drew could do was to shake his head as tears spilled from his eyes over his smooth cheeks. "Come on," Dave put his arm around the boy's bare shoulders and ushered him into the cool house. The boy went docilely. The thirty three year old man watched as the boy's nipples crinkled up and goose bumps rose on his smooth skin as the sweat cooled on his hairless body. Dave led him to the couch and sat next to him, waiting for the sniffling to stop. When the boy had calmed down, he said, "You know, there are other ways to make money quickly. You only need like a hundred dollars or so. It isn't that hard." "What other ways?" the boy asked, interested but obviously suspicious. As he should be, Dave said to himself. "Have you ever thought of being a model?" This took the boy by surprise. Whatever he had had in mind for the older man to say, this was obviously not it. "A model?" he replied. "Yes. You're a very photogenic young man," Dave explained. "I've taken some test-shots as you worked, and I have to say they look great." "You're a photographer?" the boy asked, now getting interested. He seemed to have accepted the idea of Dave taking pictures of him without consent as no big deal. Kids are so used to having pictures take in public these days, and this kid is so submissive, I don't think he'd say anything anyway, Dave thought. Good for me! "Not full time, but I sell pictures occasionally to different publications, and on the internet." This was a total lie, but he did hope to take pictures of this boy, and he might be able to sell them, especially on the internet. "What kind of pictures?" the twelve year-old asked. "Fashion, glamour, different poses..." Dave answered vaguely. "Well how much does it pay?" Drew asked. "That depends on the pictures. The posing fee is $20, just to get you there. The total depends on how many usable pictures are taken and the particular poses and stuff." He was making this up on the fly, and hoped he sounded professional enough to fool a twelve year old. Apparently he was. "I don't know..." the boy said. "Hey, that's okay. You can just go home to your step-dad and explain how you couldn't raise the money for the window. I'm sure he'll understand." Dave replied. He wanted the boy under his control, and threatening him with his own step-father seemed the logical way to get him there. The look of despair on the preteen's pretty face made Dave's cock twitch. He put his right hand on the boy's knee and his left arm around his bare shoulders in a reassuring gesture. The boy leaned into the older man and lay against Dave's chest in defeat. Dave thought his heart would burst through his ribs, it was beating so hard. When the boy straightened up, Dave stood and offered his hand. Drew took it, and Dave helped him to his feet. The feeling of the boy's soft warm hand sent electric jolts up his arm. Without saying a word, the agreement had been reached. The boy had surrendered his independence to this stranger, hoping that the devil he didn't know was better than the one he did. "I use the spare bedroom for my studio," he lied, leading the boy down the first floor hallway, still holding his hand. He noticed with satisfaction that the boy didn't try to pull away, still acting the docile pet. "I thought we could take a few test shots in the natural light with you on the bed," he told Drew, still holding hands. "Okay," the boy replied, resigned, and he climbed up on the bed. Dave was surprised at the level of naivete and trust the boy displayed, but was certainly willing to take advantage of it. He took his camera, which he had grabbed off the table on the way to the guestroom, and pointed it at the boy, who sat in the middle of the bed with his feet in front of him and his knees up. He snapped some pictures, telling the boy what poses he wanted: his knees drawn against his chest with his arms wrapped around his legs; laying on his side; lying on his back; leaning against the wall with his legs in front of him; kneeling; looking back over his shoulder; on his hands and knees facing the camera with a big fake smile. Then Dave took the plunge. "Okay, good. Those are great. But what people are really going to want to see are nudes." "Nudes?" the boy asked, confused. "Right. So why don't you take off the shorts and underwear and we'll get some more shots." Drew looked around nervously, as if anyone might be looking. "I don't know..." he began. "Well that's okay," Dave told him. "I'll give you the $20 for the sitting fee, and you can go along home." He reached into his pocket for money. He let the unspoken threat of the step-father hang in the air between them. "Wait!" the boy stopped him. "How much will I get if I, you know." "If you get naked?" Dave helped. "Well let's just say that if you agree to everything I say for the rest of the afternoon, I'll send you home with $150.00. If not, you can take the twenty and see if you can make up the difference somewhere else." This way, Dave reasoned, he would eliminate the bargaining, and things would go more smoothly. All or nothing, take it or leave it. Drew sat on the edge of the bed with his hands between his knees, looking vulnerable and sexy as hell, thinking. Dave put an encouraging hand on his shoulder, gently stroking his shoulder blades and bare back. He felt the boy's back arch as he took a deep breath; then let it out. "Okay," the boy said. The ultimate submission. Dave thought he might pass out from excitement. He stepped back as the boy stood up. Having made up his mind, he didn't hesitate, slipping his shorts and underwear off in one push, stepping out of them to stand naked next to the fully dressed Dave. The boy put his hand on Dave's arm to steady himself as he pulled off his shoes, then turned to look at Dave as if to say, Now what? The boy was about two feet away, nervous, scared and vulnerable in his nudity. The horny pedophile could have grabbed him right then and crushed the twelve year-old's naked body to his chest. He wanted to, but resisted. He had other plans, and limited time. "Right then." Dave said, trying to sound business-like. "Have a seat back on the bed." He started posing the boy, but now in the sexiest positions he could think of. Drew posed sitting on his ass with his knees bent and his legs spread open to display his young cock and balls. Dave took a lot of close-up pictures of the boy's sex organs, noting their relative size and development. Though not large by any means, the underage boy's penis was at last three inches long when soft, which was encouraging. His little ball sac was cinched tight between his legs, and looked like a large, wrinkled white walnut beneath the boy's hairless cock. Drew found himself kneeling with his crotch thrust forward, and on his hands and knees while Dave directed him and took lots of pictures of his anus and hairless scrotum where it hung between his thighs. Whatever the man asked the boy to do, the child obeyed. He was clearly humiliated and scared, but the threat of sending him home to the abusive step-father held the boy captive to Dave's perverted demands. Getting an idea, Dave asked, "Do you jerk off, Drew?" "What?" the boy asked. "Do you jerk off? You know, play with yourself." He pointed at the boy's cock, and Drew looked down unselfconsciously, spreading his legs. Dave quickly snapped a few pictures. "Oh, yeah, I guess." The embarrassed boy replied. "Show me." Dave directed. At first the young kid just looked at the man, then he slowly brought his hand around to pinch and stroke the soft meat of his immature dick, and soon it sprang to life with the quickness of youth. Dave didn't know if maybe the humiliation was turning the kid on or what, but he sure brought his young dick to attention quickly. When directed, the boy took the lotion Dave offered as lubricant, leaned back on the headboard against a pile of pillows with his legs splayed out in front of him, and began to masturbate in earnest. Dave took hundreds of pictures of the boy, from full body shots to close- ups of his face, chest, belly, thighs, feet and especially, his hard cock and bouncing balls. Drew wanted to close his eyes or look away, but Dave told him repeatedly to look into the camera and smile. The boy's total humiliation caused a deep flush to spread across his cheeks. Dave was impressed by the size of the kid's hard cock. It was easily five inches long, and as thick as Dave's own adult cock. He also liked the look of the boy's pink asshole where it emerged from between his round ass cheeks below his testicles. He took a bunch of close-up shots of that delightful view as well. He switched the camera to video mode after ten minutes to capture the climax in motion. The boy's thin, hairless young body shone with perspiration as he neared his orgasm, and Dave waited breathlessly as the boy began to moan as he got closer. The naked twelve year- old's feet slid around as his passion built, and his head tipped back, his eyes closed. Pausing the camera, Dave made him stop. The boy looked at him, panting in his need to cum. Ignoring the kid's discomfort, he told him to pose in different positions while Dave switched back to still pictures until he saw the boy's dick softening. Then he had him start masturbating again. For forty five minutes he directed the kid to masturbate himself to the point of orgasm eight times, but wouldn't let him finish. His cock oozed pre-cum almost constantly, lubricating the shaft as the boy pulled and squeezed it. Tears of frustration rimmed the boy's eyes as he struggled to obey the commands not to jerk himself to completion. Dave was drunk with the power he had over this boy. The poor kid was not only forced to perform this degrading act in front of a stranger, recorded on video, but he wasn't even allowed to complete the act. His emotions warred with each other. He didn't want to do this publicly in the first place, but he wanted desperately to finish. Dave reveled in the power he had over this sexy young kid. He would have liked to continue torturing the boy all day, but his time was limited, so he finally let the boy cum. "Look at me. Look at me." Dave called out as the boy groaned loudly, getting ready to cum. The man had resumed the video recording, and wanted to catch the passion and humiliation on the boy's face. Drew lowered his head and locked gazes with the older man, his dark eyes filled with lust and shame. "Aaaagghhhhhh!" he groaned, as his young cock erupted, spewing white streams of thick semen into the air between his legs. Ropes of preteen sperm landed with wet smacking sounds on the sheets between his knees. Droplets landed on his thighs as well, and his pumping fist was coated in pearly goo. Dave thought that his load was as impressive as his cock. The shit was everywhere. "Wow," Dave breathed. "That was awesome." Drew looked down at the mess he had made, embarrassed. He had never thought that he would perform such a private act in front of someone else, especially when he was being recorded doing it. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he caught his breath. That had been the best cum he'd ever had, even if it was involuntary. He must like being watched and controlled, he guessed. His tiny pink nipples were rock hard again. Dave sat down on the bed next to the boy, facing him. He glanced down at the sheets between the lad's thighs, and scooped up a glob of the cooling semen that had landed there. Looking back at the boy's face, he kept his eyes locked on Drew's as he smeared the gooey slime on the preteen's hairless chest. The boy stared into his molester's eyes, his own dark brown eyes glazed with lust and shame. The pedophile continued to gather the boy's spend from the sheets, his thighs and, finally, from his wilting cock and balls. The older man used the fingers of his right hand to massage the preteen's sex organs, fondling his slippery cock and cupping his scrotum. He was pleased to feel the young person's cock respond, swelling slowly in his fingers as he fondled him. While he manipulated the boy's cock, he leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on the boy's pouty pink lips. He gave him several brief kisses, just on the lips, then pressed his mouth more urgently against the boy's, sliding his tongue into the child's warm wet mouth. Dave was grateful to hear the boy's contented sigh as Dave kissed him, and soon Drew's young tongue was swirling around with his own. By the time the long French kiss broke the boy's cock was fully rigid. Ah, the resilience of youth! Dave thought with a smile. He smiled into the boys beautiful young face and kissed the side of his smooth, soft neck. He kissed his way down the hairless chest, pausing to suck on his nipples, and traveled over the hard abs to the boy's crotch. Drew held still as the grown man explored his naked young body, scared and excited at the same time. The adult slowly engulfed the boy's hard cock in his mouth. He had never before considered sucking cock, but he knew he wanted to do this with this boy, and his reward was the boy's reaction, and the sweet taste of his clean flesh. Dave heard Drew hiss and moan as the older man took his whole dick inside his wet mouth, sucking gently but firmly. He fondled the boy's balls as his head bobbed up and down in the preteen's lap. He discovered that semen had pooled in the crack of the boy's ass below his scrotum, and he used this to lubricate his finger and smear the slimy goo around on the boy's anus. Drew fidgeted in discomfort as Dave pressed his finger against his most intimate opening. His adult captor placed his hand on the boy's chest to keep him still as his finger invaded the child's rectum. He explored the inside of the boy's asshole, reaching his prostate and wiggling his fingertip around it. The boy's cock twitched in his mouth as he massaged the sensitive organ. Dave rose up on his knees on the bed and bent over the boy's hard cock, as he slipped his finger deeper into the child's tight asshole. He finger-fucked the boy as he sucked his tasty young cock. After a few minutes, he stood up next to the bed and shucked his own clothes off, looking down at the boy to see tears of shame and degradation in his innocent eyes. Feeling his own cock stiffen, he lay back down next to the boy. He started kissing the boy again, and the man's hands wandered over the body of his new plaything. His hard cock throbbed as he pressed it against the smooth warm flesh of the boy's thigh. He reached across the preteen's chest to grab his shoulder, guiding the boy up and across his own body. "My turn," he grunted, placing his hand on the back of the boy's head and pushing the wide-eyed face toward his crotch. The boy opened his mouth, afraid of the consequences of disobeying, sliding his warm lips over the head of Dave's circumsized cock. Dave groaned loudly as he felt the hot wet mouth on his eight-inch prick. He felt Drew's small hand grip his shaft below where his mouth slid up and down, and the boy started jerking his cock in rhythm with his bobbing head. Dave really had wanted to wait, but there was no way he could resist the boy's ministrations. He groaned and flooded the preteen boy's mouth with a hot load of cum. He felt the boy's tongue wiggling around his cock head as he swallowed the semen. It was the best orgasm he had had since the little girl had sucked him off the week before. When his cock finally stopped spurting, Drew lifted his pretty preteen face toward his molester and looked up at him nervously, waiting to see if the man was pleased. His sexy lips were shiny with smeared cum. Dave grabbed the boy's bare shoulders and pulled him into a kiss. He tasted his own cum as he kissed the boy's slimy lips, but he was beyond caring. He squeezed the boys' ass as he French kissed him, and slid his hands over the backs of his young thighs. He wanted to touch the boy's naked body all over, all at once. As they kissed, Dave maneuvered the boy's nude body to lie on his own chest, naked belly to naked belly. The adult man pressed on the tops of his captive toy's shoulders, forcing him to slide down his body. The boy repeated what the man had done to him, kissing and sucking his way across the man's hairy chest and belly to his crotch, where he kissed and nibbled at Dave's flaccid cock, licking up the drops of semen that had oozed from the head after the blow-job. Dave soaked in the sight of the curve of the boy's back as it arched to his firm ass. The twin globes curved into the sexy cleft of his ass crack. Drew nuzzled Dave's nut sack with his nose and took each testicle into his mouth gently, one at a time, sliding his wet tongue around each one carefully before releasing it, slick with his saliva. No way this is his first sexual experience with another man, Dave thought. What does his step-father do to this kid? The idea of a total stranger abusing this innocent kid brought his level of excitement back up, and he felt his cock stir as it lay, wet and soft, against his abdomen. Drew noticed this, and took Dave's limp dick in his soft hand as he lapped at the older man's hairy balls, squeezing and stroking the adult cock to life. When it had regained its former rigidity, the boy took the long pole back into his mouth. Dave watched the twelve year- old suck his cock for a few minutes, amazed that he had regained his erection so quickly, and noting with pleasure that the boy had begun to take the lead in their love-making. "Get your ass up here." He demanded. The boy quickly scooted around, putting his right knee on the inside of Dave's left shoulder, and resumed sucking his cock. Dave ran his hands over the boy's smooth thighs and ass cheeks. He was falling in love with this kid's ass, so round and firm and hot! He wet his left index finger in his mouth and pressed the digit against the preteen's pink asshole. Drew moaned around the older man's cock, sending vibrations through his crotch. Dave replaced the finger in his mouth and pushed it farther into the child's young ass. He continued to wet his finger and use it to lube the boy's asshole. He was going to do it! He was actually going to fuck this gorgeous young boy's ass! Whether the kid liked it or not. Dave sat up with his hands on the twelve year-old's ass cheeks. He planted kisses all over the boy's butt while fondling his stiff cock and scrotum. He slobbered over the soft skin of the boy's firm ass, until he touched the tip of his tongue to the crinkled rosebud of the boy's tight anus. Drew moaned into the bedding when he felt the warm wet intruder at his back door as Dave poked tentatively at the focus of his desire. As he got used to the idea and the sensation of the young kid's asshole on his tongue, Dave became more aggressive, stiffening his tongue and driving it deeper into Drew's rectum. Dave finally tore himself away from the licentious feast, holding the boy by the hips as he climbed to his knees behind the up-thrust butt of his young conquest. He spit a gob of saliva on the boy's anus, and placed the head of his achingly hard cock at the boy's most private opening. He started to shove, and Drew buried his face in the bed covers, muffling his pained cry. Dave ignored the young boy's pain, driving his cock forward into the incredibly tight, hot glove of his rectum. He drove half his cock into the child's yielding ass; then paused to enjoy the sensation of the boy's clutching colon. Drew was panting, and tears streaked his cheeks as the older man continued to push forward, feeling his hard rod slip deeper into the boy's slippery sheath. When he felt his testicles touch those of his underage sex toy, he held his position to let Drew become accustomed to the penetration. He started stroking in a regular rhythm, and soon was jabbing hard at the child's stretched anus. Drew clutched the sheets in his small fists as his adult lover fucked his tight ass hard. Tears of mingled pain and humiliation soaked into the sheets under his red-cheeked face. Grabbing the slender preteen around the waist, Dave turned over on his side, keeping his cock buried in the tight sleeve of the boy's asshole. He hugged the boy against his chest as they spooned. Reaching between the twelve year-old's legs, he fondled his hard cock and tightly wrinkled ball sac as he fucked him. It took half an hour before he felt his orgasm building – he had just come an hour before after all – and when he felt the familiar tingle in his balls, he rolled the boy back onto his stomach, pinning him flat to the bed with his own heavier body. The boy nearly disappeared under the bigger man as he got his ass drilled. Dave's strokes sped up and became more insistent as he neared release, and the boy grunted as his thin frame was hammered by the larger man's powerful thrusts. Both of their bodies gleamed with sweat, and Dave's belly made squishing sounds against young Drew's back. As Dave thrust harder into the twelve-year-old's ass, the boy's cock slid back and forth over the soft sheets, masturbating him against the bed. Dave started thrusting in quick, fast jabs until he exploded, then held still as he dumped his second load of the afternoon into the boy's bowels. When Drew felt the man's semen spurting into his rectum, his own cock drooled his preteen cum onto the sheets, smearing against his belly. Dave collapsed on the boy's sweaty back, totally spent. He lay atop the boy's young body, pinning him to the bed beneath him, panting to catch his breath. When he got his hands under him, he lifted his weight off of the boy's slight frame and rolled to the side onto his back. "Clean me off, Baby." Dave demanded. He wanted to see how far he could push the boy, and how much he already knew about sex. Drew sat up, his belly slick with his own semen, and looked down at Dave's rapidly shrinking cock. Submissively, he bent forward and took the man's penis into his wet mouth and cleaned it of the residue of semen. Dave invited Drew to share the shower, and the two took their time soaping each other's naked bodies, with lots of kissing and gentle fondling mixed in. They were dried and dressed in plenty of time to greet Jackie and Emma when they returned. "Make sure you're back next week for more 'Lawn Work'", Dave told the subdued child before the women arrived. Drew looked up at him inquiringly. "Oh, I know you don't need the money any more, but I do have the videos and pictures of you jerking off and sucking cock. I could send those to your step-dad if you were to disappoint me." As he spoke, he stepped closer to the frightened boy, putting his hands around behind his back and drawing him into an embrace. He held both globes of the boy's ass through his shorts, squeezing hard. "I own this now," he told the boy. Grabbing his soft cock, he said, "And this. So you show up every week at 10:00 for your yard work, and any other time I tell you to, and we'll keep that little secret to our selves, right?" "Okay." The boy replied, bowing his head in defeat. "Good. As long as we understand each other." He held the captive boy's head in his hands and planted a long wet kiss on his soft lips, exploring his mouth again with his tongue. He broke the kiss when he heard his wife's friend's car pull into the driveway. "Hi, Sweetheart, how was shopping?" he asked her when she entered. "It was great." his wife replied, with a sly look shared with her friend. "Who's this?" she asked, looking at Drew. "This is Drew. He's going to be mowing our lawn for the summer." "Oh. Okay. Hi Drew, I'm Jackie." Introductions were finished, and Dave went into the kitchen for a drink while Jackie let Drew out the front door. She and Emma stood side by side as they watched the boy walking away. "Nice butt." Emma commented. "Yeah, there are definite possibilities there." Her friend and lover agreed. Jackie turned to Emma and leaned forward to lick her earlobe. "I'll have to see what I can work out." She whispered suggestively in the other woman's ear. To be continued? Archivist's Note: This author did not provide an email address so it will do the reader no good contacting the archive staff for further parts. Check back at a later time to see if there have been any updates to this story by the author. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 71