"Yeah. Go on, kid, keep fucking," Paul continued to whisper. He wasn't sure why he wasn't talking out loud, as he pulled his dripping cock and large b...lls out of his pants. The boy was clearly turned on again, as he began pumping the standing man's hole. Paul stepped forward, with his gun out. "What I like most, though..."He was close enough now that he could stretch out his left hand and stroke the boy's sweat-gleaming butt as the kid crammed the asshole in front of him. He did! The boy didn't. He grabbed her firmly by the wrists, turned her around and bent her over the hood. He pulled up her skirt and admired her shapely ass. “Smack!” she jumped as he spanked her. “You are such a dirty girl,” he scolded as he spanked her a few more times. “Bet a lot of cocks have been up in that snatch since it was last mine.” She shook her head no, he spanked her again. Knowing she loved to be a bit of humiliation, he egged her on. “Tell me the truth,” he said as he spanked her again, “You are a. Instinctively she jerked her hand away."Play with it," he urged. "It's dark in here. No one will know."Tentatively she extended her trembling hand and searched for his penis. It wasn't difficult to find, big and hard as it was. A tiny moan of longing escaped her lips as she wrapped her slender feminine fingers around the thick hunk of tubular turgidity."Feel good to you?" Uh-huh," she admitted, as she began stroking her hand slowly up and down the massive member.On the screen now the big buck. "What? What are you talking about?" Willow looked at her, puzzled, as she buckled her seat belt. "Willow, don't be dense. It doesn't look good on you." Ivy backed the car out of the space and worked her way out of the parking lot. "Clay, dummy. He likes you." "Oh, God, please don't remind me." Willow buried her face in her hands. "That was so embarrassing. 'She pushed you in the pool.' Did she have to say that?" "He didn't seem to care." "He was just being nice." Willow stared out the window..