If I told her to do it, she would drop everything to obey. Somehow though, whenever I thought about it, she was never around. If I saw her, there was ...lways someone or something to distract me. Kristen thought that Brenda was subconsciously trying to give me an excuse to discipline her. That didn’t quite make sense to me since Laura had been helping Brenda with scratching that itch quite a bit.We trained most of the guests without anything unusual happening. Kristen came to me and suggested. I looked at her face, her eyes were leaking tears and she was breathing in slow, deep and tremulous breaths. I remained still as she studied my face. It was all I could do to not drive into her as was my inexperienced teenage way. She smiled a small smile and started to flex her hips, ever so slightly. Her vaginal muscles squeezed and released, rippling up and down my shaft. The tightness was almost painful. I was propped up on my elbows so I could watch her face. Her eyes were loosely. He walked to the bathroom and stayed there for a while. When he came back out the bathroom for some reason I played there and pretended like I was asleep. He looked over at me. His dick was still hard and he went back in the room with my mama and continued to get his dick wet. I played there with my eyes closed. Then he came back out he walked right over me as I was laying on the couch on my back. He leaned over me and his dick touched my mouth he did his hand in my shirt. I felt him move his. ‘My God! Yesssss!’ Amber resumed making love to him, her lips blazing a trail of fire over his body. When he rolled on his back, out of the corner of her eye she saw that his cock had begun to rise again. She grasped it, feeling the heat, the growing firmness, and the sticky remnants of their earlier coupling. Her kisses moved across his belly, through his kinky pubic hair, to the base of the distended pole. Getting on her knees next to his hips, she took the shaft in her mouth, clasping her.