"Listen, I feel bad. Tell me some way to make it up to you, please?" Dave followed behind her, almost begging. She stopped at a blue Honda and leaned ...gainst it, rubbing her head.After a few seconds she turned back to Dave. "Do you live near here?" she asked."I'm just visiting. I'm staying in the hotel right across the street." Dave pointed to the hotel."You wanna make it up to me for smacking my ass?"Dave nodded."Take me to your room and fuck the shit outta me. What do you say?"Dave smiled.. ”He guided me to the refreshment table, an arm curled protectively around my waist as if I might take another tumble, then ladled out a cup of punch I could hardly taste before he vanished into the next wave of guests.I didn’t sleep that night. Those few minutes between the stairs and the beverage kept looping before my eyes. My curiosity had developed into a full blown crush.*He crouched by the pool’s edge, offering a large white cabana towel when I emerged nude from the water. I couldn’t help. " He then waved them goodbye.As they left, Miss Umbridge muttered something about an "ignorant, lazypig who'll "never get around to making a decision." She then turned toMaggie and Blair: "This is only the beginning, my pretties. While Imay not be able to expose your crossdressing, Blair, there are otherways, many, many other ways for me to make your stay in my class somiserable that you'll be soon begging your mother to take you home forgood. Just you wait!"She then turned sharply on her. In the sixty nine position her mom was again flicking her tongue in and out of Zoe’s pussy. Zoe felt her toes begin to tingle, then her muscles begin to tighten as the tickling sensation raced through her stomach. Zoe’s juices were dripping from her pussy, her mom’s tongue lapping up the moisture, as Zoe’s whole body tensed, then in spasms relaxed. The peaks and troughs of her orgasm seeming never ending. Her own tongue still locked between her mom’s pussy lips, as she had lost all control of.