I want to hear you moan. I will bite harder, if you ask, but I do not want to cause pain, only pleasure. I repeat my actions on the other breast while...my hand continues to explore the first. I want the breasts to send signals down between your legs. Squeaky, Lowering my head down your stomach, licking, tasting, nibbling, feeling the contractions of muscles under the skin, I reach your belly button. I hope it is sensitive to the sucking of my mouth and the stabbing of my tongue. Squeaky, I will. . ohhhhhh..." Tamara put her legs up over Michelle's shoulders, resting her feet on the girl's back as the redheaded girl obeyed ... and she looked across the hot tub at Emily, giving her a tight, knowing smile of approval.Emily smiled sweetly back at Tamara. God, this is such an awesome party, she thought.The Sapphic cheerleading orgy wasn't just limited to the hot tub, either. Glancing over to her right, Emily could see – and hear – her best friend Donna lying sprawled out lewdly on one of. She closed her eyes and fantasized about being spanked and photographed during one of her art class modeling sessions ... yes ... getting with the belt right in front of all those students who drew her every day. She actually did respond to Mike ... a little ... which was not common for her at all.Once he was asleep, Ruthie took out two picture cards that fit into her mother's digital camera and placed them next to her computer. One of the cards had been filled to capacity for a couple of years. M. to 2 a.m., and I had every intention of getting in some nasty fucking with my man afterwards, so I was hoping to get in a little shut-eye tonight.But Alicia had other plans tonight. By the time I finished off my stogie and went back into her room, I recognized that I was going to be paying my “fuck boy” dues tonight. That’s what Alicia’s daughter had taken to calling me: “Mom’s fuck boy”, or “Mom’s fuck daddy”… depending on how much she wanted to irritate me. I know it sounds shitty, but.