L. pushed me over the desk with my ass high in the air. My feet were just touching the floor. “You are a little liar,” screamed Mr. L. “I know y...u enjoyed it as much as they did. Now you will receive punishment for lying to me.” Mr. L. retrieved his paddle from his desk drawer. He began to paddle each cheek of my ass. Each time he hit my ass it sent electric shocks to the tip of my ragging hard-on. After about twenty smacks of the paddle, I began to cry like the little sissy I am. Mr. L. seemed. “Thelma. Fetch us sum glasses,” the old man said, and the woman brought some drinking glasses to him. He cracked a jug, and poured everyone a few fingers of moonshine. Clipper breathed his deeply, the smell taking him back fifty years or more. Carolina Mist. He’d grown up sipping this stuff.Dylan knocked his back in one gulp, and then bent over double, coughing. Girl just stuck her tongue in hers, and that was enough for her. Clipper sipped, and enjoyed the taste. Smooth as silk, he thought.. I kissed Victor and pushed him on his back, as another woman’s lips sucked on his hard dick. Crawling over to his mouth I rode his face.His tongue started circling my clit and he lapped away at my wet pussy.I was close to have my own orgasm as I heard him moaning. I finally came in Victor’s mouth, loosing myself in the feeling of pleasure. Looking back, I saw why my hubby was moaning so loud: the black girl had climbed on his lap and now Victor’s hard dick was sliding in and out of her wet. If she felt it she didn't let on.She reeked of Poison, her favourite perfume, liquor and cigarette smoke, but those scents only inflamed my desire.This time I decided to play possum too and pretended I was asleep as my cock vibrated against my mother's heine. I would enjoy the sensations as much as I could but would not try to take further advantage of the situation. I was enjoying the sensations emanating from my groin, my eyes closed, as I conjured up the vision of my sister being fucked from.