Jessica wrapped her legs around my waist and I laid her onto her back as I continued to fuck her. I was driving into her with complete abandon when I ...elt her start to cum again. Jessica grabbed my ass with both hands pulling me into her as she lifted her head to suck on my nipples. I started fucking her harder as I could feel my balls contract. I was moaning loudly as she whimpered against my chest. I looked down to see those beautiful shoulders below me and her tits jiggling as her mouth. Don’t ask me how many times we’ve done it in the last six months. God only knows. But there has been changes, or rather amplification. The first was we decided we needed someplace other than the sofa to really get into it. The perfect place turned out to be my mom’s and his dad’s queen-size bed. We can only do it when they aren’t home anyway. We just have to be careful not to get our jizz on their sheets. We both would run our hands over our bodies, feeling ourselves up. Lying so close it was. Robin almost always has a backache. The doctors said it was from her huge tits. Anyway Robin rolled onto her back and said, “I hate my tits! They’re gross! I want reduction surgery!” I said, “Why? You have the best tits of any girl I know!” Robin half smiled and said, “Really? You never said that before!" Robin asked, “Do you really like them?” I asked, “Would you show them to me?” With that Robin sat up on the edge on the bed then stood up. She told me to sit where I was and to not laugh. I. Mr. French then stroked her again, fondling and soothing her skin. “You are a bad girl Suzanne,” He told her “And bad girls get punished don’t they?” “Yes.” She answered in a whisper, fearing another slap to her already sore ass. He lightly tapped her again, managing to catch exactly the same spot as before, increasing the sensitivity. “I didn’t hear you.” He teased a little. “I said, yes.” “Good. Now stand up.” Suzanne stood, her kilt still hooked up and her briefs wedged in the crack of.