.. I..." I was dumbfounded. And I was caught. "If your father were here he'd whip you until you bled. Or worse!" "Yes, Ma'am," I admitted. "You need t... be punished, but this is nothing that can wait until your parents get back," she continued. My prospects suddenly brightened; she was right, my father would have skinned me alive. I was willing to take whatever she decided was a fair punishment if he never was to find out. She sat on the edge of the bed. "Come here," she ordered, and I dutifully. Slowly I moved the finger in between her boobs and started moving it around. Her body was so soft, that I was hard in no time. I kept moving my finger in circular motions feeling her squishy boobs shift at my touch, I was constantly afraid of what will happen if she woke up but my urge to go on was stronger than my fear. Finally the top got loosened enough so that I could feel her nipples. One after another I kept squeezing her nipples with the other hand, ever so gently so as to not wake up. Standing in front of me, he placed his hands on each side of my head, pulls forward and down, so directing me to give him head. I open my mouth; accept his hardness into my warm, wet mouth. I hear him moan and tell me how that feels good. He keeps his hands on my head moving his hips up into my mouth, using his hands to restrict my moving. After a few minutes of Ray using my mouth for his pleasure, he stops and orders me to stand. He slides my panties down to my ankles. Standing, he turns me,. So that’s the way she floats her boat. He put the cup down and grinned at her. ‘Take your clothes off, bitch.’ Her hands made an abortive move toward the buttons on her blouse. She threw her shoulders back and threw a weak glare in his direction. ‘You’re bought and paid for, Tonto. You’re the one whose going to strip, not me.’ Stealthy as bobcat in the sage, he crossed the room until he was bent over the table and in her face. All of the blood drained from her cheeks and her green eyes were.