She'd already determined that the trombone player she'd hooked up with for oral sex at a prior year's camp was not in attendance this year. She had mi...ed feelings about that, as she did about most things in her love life these days.Patty doubted Bobby's virginity would survive a week at the beach with Julie. Since the trombone player had been from another city, the chance to also get laid with no lasting entanglements had some appeal. But as he wasn't there, she gave a mental shrug and planned. Her fingers busy at her crotch while he had licked the other into a quick orgasm. It was to be her turn now. For the second time, he approached the younger of the two and gently probed her snatch with his nose. The olfactory senses confirmed that she had indeed just finished ovulating. It made for a heady aroma and he found himself getting quite excited by the prospect of shafting this one.His tongue went to work and very quickly, she was moaning and writhing on the settee. Her juices made the. "Please, look me in the eyes, Elizabeth. I like to have eyes at a level. Helps me to see if I'm getting a message across." Liz raised her eyes and looked directly in his, hypnotized like a bird by a snake."You know, Elizabeth, in the old days it wouldn't be an expulsion matter. It would be a matter of a healthy dose of cane, publicly applied to a pair of bare, repentant buttocks. But even if it would address the necessity of punishment for the crime, a severe caning by itself wouldn't solve the. I had never had my cock in another man before and here it was deep in this boy, with another man holding my ass gently forcing me to move my hips so my cock was sliding in and out of this k** I didn't even know. I felt as if I was d**gged or under some kind of spell. Terrified and extremely aroused at the same time, I tried in vain not to let the feeling of the boy's hole make me cum. This k** was the same age as my son and I felt both horrified at what I was doing and also seconds away from.