I never planned on doing anything over the phone. I just didn't want you hanging around while I was nursing Jack. Tell you what, if you're interested,...I'll teach you how to make real chicken soup. Yeah, you'll practically be Jewish by the time I get through with you. OK. Talk to you later."She leaned around me."Sara, we need to go to my Daddy's house first. Turn right at the next corner." I know where you live, Jill." I know you do, Dear. Right upstairs from you, over the garage." I meant where. ”Hesitantly, she pulled up her skirt, revealing a lacy black thong.“Now place your elbows on the desk and bend over.”She slowly started to do so.Benjamin took a step toward her and began to massage her cheeks.Cynthia was so confused. What was he doing back that? Seriously…what the hell was—“Oww!” she jerked up, but he held her down on the desk with one of his elbows as he smacked her ass again.“Stay still, slut, or you will only get more.”She felt her panties get wet. How was it she hated this. After a while her hands travelled up my thighs and had grabbed on to them. Was she getting a better grip? I wasn’t sure, but I didn’t care. I just wanted more of me in her amazing mouth. I wanted more. I pushed myself even farther into her, savoring the feeling, the feeling of having total control over the amazing shy girl Megan.Once I went fully into her for the first time, all rational thought left my head. “That’s a good little slut.” I heard my voice say. Shit, that was me?! That didn’t. Jake got out first and as he was pulling himself out of the water I noticed his wet boxers clinging to his round bottom and I playfully grabbed his boxers and yanked them down , I went under water so that I could pull them completely off of him , I came back up with them in my hand laughing as he scrambled to get into the jacuzzi. "fucker!!" he said as he was laughing, trying to cover himself with his hands while crouching down in the jacuzzi. I laughed and offered him the boxers back but to my.