Luckily, she was wearing a front hook bra and when he removed it, the sight was better than he expected. Her resistance started to wear down as he mas...aged one and then the other tit. The nipples hardened and she could feel the juices starting to move within her body. As he was concentrating on her breast, Mrs. Parks removed her pants. To his surprise Shannon was wearing a thong. “Do the men at the station know you wear a thong?” Pastor George asked. “The lucky ones do,” Shannon responded with. Finally Monday again arrived. All parties agreed to meet at 3:30 pm in Sarah's office. There would be Sarah, Loretta, Leanne and me. We would go over the questions asked and the results for each one. There would only be one of three answers to the truthfulness of Leanne's responses. There would be true, false or inconclusive.I tried to be there exactly on time, but still managed to be almost 20 minutes early. "Oh well, it is what it is." That had become my mantra over the last several months. I. “Thank you, Madam! This bitch needs one more spanking!” I wanted to rub my cunt on her burning ass. Crack! I lifted my skirt, exposing my shaved pussy. Gardenia cried in pain as I rubbed my pussy on her tender ass. “Oh yes,” I sighed as I massaged my pearl into her pliant flesh, smearing my juices, an ointment to soothe her burning as she soothed mine. “Gods yes!” My pussy contracted, cream squirting out as my body thrashed in passion. My head threw back and I stared sightless at the ceiling. We have always like sensual and tender sex; by this I mean we want lots of fondling, stroking and kissing all of which will get both of us highly turned on; on this night neither of us was going to get that.I started to kiss Vera but by now the amount of alcohol she had consumed was really starting to take effect, this coupled with her nerves made her nothing more than a shell, she kissed but there was no passion, no excitement. She fell onto her back and opened her legs, closed her eyes and I.