They quivered even harder as she licked. She could feel them getting hard and full as her tongue slipped over the hot skin. Rick loved to have his bal...s licked.Paula lapped until Rick's balls was covered with a hot coat of saliva. Then she moved up to the base of his cock, running her tongue around it like she was licking an ice-cream cone. Paula took her time. She didn't want Rick to come too soon.Paula's tongue swirled higher and higher. She made sure that she took plenty of time covering. He took pictures of Rudy’s hand over one of Sam’s breasts, and then on both of them. He had Sam lean her head back and turn it towards Rudy’s face. He said to look like she wanted a kiss.Then he had Rudy put his hand between her legs.The other three of us were watching, and when Rudy’s fingers slid over Sam’s sparse pubic hair, her right foot moved at least twelve inches. She groaned.“Stop right there!” barked Tom. He moved towards them. “Get your middle finger right between her pussy lips,” he. I walked home. I didn't know what Clara was thinking, but I sure felt better. The next day was a Friday. On my way to school, I didn't cross over to the other side of the street when I walked past Clara's house. At the junior high, I stopped for a minute and looked all over, hoping to catch sight of Clara. If she was there, I couldn't see her.In school that day, I found out that Bill and Denise had broken up. I didn't hear the details, but Denise seemed to be taking their break up pretty well.. A wrong turn had led her to the middle of nowhere and, with no signal to her satnav, she had no idea what to do. The storm wasn’t helping. She could barely see the road let alone any signposts. “Bloody hell,” she gasped as the car lurched through a pothole, jolting her sideways. The road, initially well maintained with streetlights and white lines, had somehow mutated into an unlit, scarcely navigable track. The tarmac was patchy and holes the size of craters made driving a bone-shattering.