‘Come on slag masturbate show us how dirty slag like you gets her cunt off, get to work on that clitoris!’ Obediently I started to touch myself c...rcling my clit with my finger conscious that my hips were beginning to move in time and my pussy was getting wetter and wetter, I could see the old guys stoking as they watch me making myself wet and horny for them, starting to moan as my clit begins to swell, ‘harder slut wank yourself harder, wank that horny cunt for us’. I rub it hard unable to. Justine removed her blouse and skirt, and now it was my turn to be impressed with her natural endowments. Her breasts were largish. Not porn star surgically enhanced big. But full and round and beautiful. Her body then tapered to a smallish waist and full round hips. And a sweet ass as perfectly rounded as her breasts. Her legs were quite long, but also curvy in all the right spots. The hair between her thighs was the same stunning shade of red as on top of her head, and just as neat and well. If you get caught touching him, major trouble and even the police.’ My fingers and pussy just kept right on pleasuring me. I finally had to give in and started finger fucking myself fast and deep. I squirmed and moaned until I felt that orgasm come and take my body and twitch it and leave me panting. I fell asleep feeling his erection in me and his warm hands feeling my tits…Mitch……Mom had gone to bed and I got out my hidden drawings. Ms. Clark would really faint if she saw these. I had her. Whack, on the left cheek. Whack, on the right cheek. "Aaaagh," Paul screeched. "Oh Paul, you really are such a sissy. I am not hitting you that hard." Bob said, "Perhaps it is best to leave you in panties, if you are that much of a girl." Emily stood behind Bob. Her breath was short has she watched Bob spank her son. Her hands were caressing and massaging his broad shoulders. Whack, on the left cheek. Whack on the right cheek. "Ooowww, please stop it hurts..." Paul cried as tears began to run.