Feel my pussy and see how wet I am. Please finger my hole." She wailed.I again gave her 5 more wacks on each cheek. Boy, they were getting red. I agai... started rubbing her cheeks. "Holy shit. Those really hurt so good." She stated though teary eyes."How are you going to explain your red ass cheeks to Tom." I asked. "I will make sure he is in bed before I get undressed and into bed or I will go to bed before him." She replied.I was still rubbing her ass and slowly moving my fingers down towards. The boy was so startled that he shot after only a few thrusts down my saliva lubricated mouth flooding me with his pent-up seeds of life and I was overwhelmed with a taste of nuts similar to the almonds in my favorite candy bar. I stood there for a moment with his goo just dripping down to the floor and he looked at my saturated face apologetic for messing up my cosmetics. I didn't mind getting my lipstick smudged or that my mascara was running from my tears of joy and spritzes of happy juice. Honey trap!Jeez, he had heard of groups of women that we friends or colleagues, or neighbours, or whatever, setting a trap for some unsuspecting idiot. They'd be sucked into kissing, touching, whatever, however innocently, one of the group then blasting him to hell with accusations etc.Would Belle, his wife want to do that? On what grounds, they were happy. Their sex life was not just good, no, it was superb. Then what?“Holly, get back to the party girl, the sun is making you a little light. He was patient with her and never got angry when she was slowing down. He just encouraged her to believe in herself that she could achieve anything if she put her mind to it.Amelia was doing a late session in the gym with Usher one night using the treadmill, building up the muscles in her legs. She kept looking at him from the corner of her eye and thought he reminded her a bit of the African-American black RNB singer, Usher Raymond. She couldn't help but to start having lustful thoughts of.