She is soaking wet and I can the slimy liquid gushing out of her sex pot. With my tongue I flicked her clit and she gave out a loud moan, I sucked on ...t and she started wiggling her waist slowly like she wants me to get to every part of her now burning pussy. ‘please I cant take this anymore can you fuck me already please’ she pleaded.. beg me like you mean it, if you want my dick then convince me, beg like you need it to survive, beg for my cock like it’s the end of days and it is your. "My tits eh?" she said "and what else?" "Your pink panties Rosie" I repsonded head bowed. "Anything else?" young man she said. "No Rosie" I promised. Rosie thought for a moment. "I will tell your mum" she said "unless"....."Unless what" I asked? "Well when I was younger I was spanked for being naughty" she said and added "if you accept a spanking and do exactly what I say, I will leave it at that". I agreed immediately - there was no way I could let Mum find out about this - I would do whatever. She never put any of us girls on birth control. She said that if we were old enough to decide to spread our legs, we were old enough to live with the consequences. So every time a boy tried to get me to drop my panties I’d just ask myself if I loved this boy enough to have his baby. The answer was always “Nope” and that was that. Oh, I’d given some hand jobs and all that, but nothing else much. I sort of put my mother’s rule about intercourse to the test with other sexual things too. Like. I can get those things for you.” I held out my hand for the list. Molly hesitated, looked me in the eye as if she was trying to size me up, “I guess that would be alright.” She reached across the counter and handed me the car keys and the list.I threw on a sheer sundress from my closet and bounded down the stairs, “I’ll be back in a few!” I knew Grandpa had taken my dildo out of the seat, but I had no idea where it was. I couldn’t find it in the trunk or anywhere else. I was angry. Turn me.