His fingers tap my g-spot and an intense rush moves through my body. He withdraws his hand and pulls off my jeans entirely, he strips to show his broa... shouldered slim build with his masculinity on clear display. I lick my lips at the pronounced tent of his boxers and reach out for him. I stroke his manhood as he pushes my knickers aside and continues to finger me, spreading my legs with his other hand. Hel fingers me harder until cream gushes onto his fingers. Hel grins and kisses me softly. I kicked into shy mode again, listening but saying little. The day wore on, the meat was placed on the fire, more beers were opened and I began to loosen up. In true South African style at a braai (barbecue), the men hang around the fire watching the meat, sharing their limited culinary knowledge on how best to cook meat over coals, while the women did their thing separately, everyone usually gets back together once the meat is suitably charred. On this particular day, the women chose to all. Was that light green... ? I don’t remember ... just as the big one ton pick hit my car on the drivers door. Everything went black. I could hear people talking. What were they saying? It was something like watch her leg, the bone is sticking out. She’s bleeding. Looks like she’s pregnant too. Then the searing pain in my chest and leg. Please, God, make the pain stop. I had blood in my eyes. Someone got in the right side of the car and put a pad on my head where I was bleeding. They were saying,. I’d have sucked someone’s dick to get one,” she laughed. I knew she was probably serious about that. We didn’t like to give oral sex to boys without making them jump through hoops, but Honey smoked a lot, and I knew it was killing her to go without a smoke for even a day.I would have to find a way to use that to my advantage.When the Donaldsons dropped us back off at our house, my mom insisted we remove the towel at the door. She wasn’t surprised when Lori told her we were spanked. Mom was.