My mouth was met with a mingling of all our cum. “Lick me!” Dee cried out, “Lick my pussy, suck my clit.”Gingerly I parted my lips and slid my...tongue along her drenched pussy lips. I swirled my tongue along the sides of her pussy and then my tongue dipped deep within her pussy walls. There was so much cum that I couldn’t help but swallow it. I then moved up to pay attention to her very swollen clit, it was far bigger than usual and ultra sensitive. I was able to suck her clit into my mouth and. For next couple of nights, the same thing would happen. I was completely befuddled by the whole thing and chalked it up to "i was just hearing things" and the porn on the tv didn't help things. Again, these phrases were like a whisper so i couldn't tell if a "person" was making them. Also, we had motion detecting lights in the side and backyards. Whenever they would come on, i could definitely tell since the light could be seen from my window. They never came on whenever i heard these. I was 17 and smooth head to toe. I had spent hours primping and posing in front of the mirror to get the exact look I wanted. I was toned, tan, and had a mini skirt on that was so short it could have been a belt under that I had a garter and fishnets. Bright red six inch heels and a sheer loose fitting blouse rounded out my attire. I would have looked right at home on a porno set, or turning tricks downtown. Either way it was perfect. I was a little scared when I arrived at the old home. Maybe that was good news for Zac, whose face and neck entirely avoided the ministration of CP. Or, perhaps, it was bad news, for the guy seemed to uncover new and painful areas to strike each time. Diagonal stripes right to left, and left to right. Horizontal stripes along his tender breast meat, and stinging his boy titties so badly it made Zac cry. He never imagined nips could be so sensitive. Of course, there were blows that deliberately struck Zac’s flaccid boy cock – a tender tube of.