Helen finished, then licked Sukky’s pussy, until, not for the last time that day she came again. “I am getting paid for this, bloody hell. What is...Joe thinking.”Sukky needn’t have worried. Joe was as good as his word, and was cool watching his wife being tortured and fucked. Too cool maybe? Next a break for lunch. Sukky was starving. A girl and her boyfriend had appeared and had cooked lunch. A young couple, both good looking. The guy was athletic, and cute. The girl, was pretty, with a nice. The dad didn't seem convinced, though."There's gonna be some other things going on, too," I encouraged him. "Bands, outdoor food vendors, some pompom girls..." Of course, when I got to the pompom girls, that's all he needed to know. He took the pass.After that, Nate called me over to the counter. "Do you want a box for those leftovers?" he asked jokingly. Of course, we'd hardly made a dent in all that food."I don't think it would fit in the jeep," I replied."Well, I'd hate to throw all this. "Father Goruvnik was right; I am a sinner, a very great sinner. And it is you, dearest Esme, who will punish me for my sin." What, you want me to beat you?" Is my meaning not plain enough?" she barked. "Now! Punish me!"I took the branches in my hand and gave them a couple of flicks in the air, then brought them down firmly-- I thought perhaps too firmly-- on her back. "Harder!" she cried, and so I did. The next one produced a rapidly swelling red welt; the next after that drew blood, which. The proportions they both boasted were magnificent, as subtle as a stiletto kick to the face. The most perfect and gloriously suspended domes swelled from their chests, projecting outward, likes halves of a watermelon that were stuck on their snug bodies. The extravagantly delicious reality was that for such a tender age, these girls' tits were impossible. Instead, they were very apparently, and quite beautifully, unabashedly man-made. God, but they were SUCH evident examples of silicone.