Her petal soft fingertips petted and stroked himtorturously slow. Her mouth resting against his, layingtiny butterfly kisses all around. Then her tong...ebrushing over his lips. He felt his cock graze againsther hot moist slit.With a short kiss, she moved away. Then moved again,straddling his lap. He murmured small encouragementswhen she pressed against him, guiding his cock inside ofher tight wet pussy. He groaned moving his hands to herhips, squeezing her round cheeks. Opening her mouth withhis. Amber don’t want a guy who is shy and inexperienced and fuckin’ Michelle was pretty much all the experience I could ask for. In fact I could pretty much get used to being with her. I plugged in the stereo and Michelle popped in her favorite Prince song, Erotic City. I hardly had time to prepare before she leapt up on me and wrapped her legs around my waist and we dropped to the floor.“You kids a’right in there?” Mr. Barefoot asked.“Yeah! Scotty just fixed the stereo is all. We just dancin’ is. It makes me want to cum, Sir.” “Good girl,” Sir responded. “Let’s see what we can do about that.” It was a little game he played with her almost every morning, and it was both pleasurable and painful. He would remove her chastity cage, as he was doing now, fondle her little cock and squeeze her soft little sack until she came into a glass he was holding. He would time her. The shorter the time it took her to cum, the less painful her punishment would be. He was training her to cum almost on. We walked hand and hand through the throng of people. We watched the kids play, the ducks swim, and ate dinner and ice cream. The sun sank as we walked the shoreline around the cove to the other side. We were not far and had an excellent view of the festivities. We could clearly hear the soft dance music that had begun to fill the gap from dinner to the fire works. The colored lights were beautiful reflected upon the water. And we started to sway to the music. We were in a natural clearing so.