“Um, home. Maybe?” she answered optimistically against his mouth. He wedged his hands under her thighs and slid them down her legs, dragging her c...lves behind him, encouraging her to wrap herself around his waist. “Uh-ugh,” he contradicted. “You surrendered, remember,” he reminded as he stood with her in his arms. She gasped in alarm at her sudden elevation and hooked her hands behind his neck and her ankles together as his broad palms supported the underside of her thighs. He kissed her. He was still a boy himself, some said he was too effeminate, preferred to have some cock himself, but I found him a strange mixture, and was willing to try him, and now I was excited, and ready to put him to the test.We went outside and made for the side of the outhouse, I half hopped and skipped as took my wet panties off, looking around nervously as we disappeared out of viewof the prying eyes of our parents.I opened my front to expose my budding breasts, 'Suck my tits', I said, fully. After I am finished with mother then we are going to talk to your teacher. Jim now begins to focus his wife and her actions. Ruth caught in her day dreams, is not fast enough as Jim enters their room. When the sound of the strap was no longer being heard coming from Lisa”s bedroom, Ruth knew her spanking was over…Suddenly she realized she was still sitting on the bed when she was clearly told to be in the proper position after removing her clothes, except for the short nightie he had ordered. Again, Karen said in an almost dispassionate tone, ‘Touch yourself and I stop.’ I think I whimpered at her rebuke, but I couldn’t be sure. My mind was fully enveloped in such a state of sexual fog that nothing outside of her fingers was registering anymore. Karen continued her sadistic tease, and said with a giggle, ‘If you have to do something then fuck my fingers.’ What did she say, ‘fucking fingers?’ It made no sense. She misconstrued my noncompliance as unwillingness, and so stopped her.