Yet, he doesn't touch her because he is waiting until she begs. He waited a few days patiently, waiting for this day. Where she would be on her knees ...egging for him. He strokes her chin and grins his sadistic grin. Fear flashes in her eyes and she knows it is all to obvious, but he loves that. He reminds her she knows better than to beg without being told to do so. He bends her naked body over his lap. SMACK. His hand hits her ass. once, twice, three times. He counts to ten before bending her. Well I didn't hesitate I was straight on the cock. I had my lips around it in seconds and not sooner than I had grabbed it and stroked it a few time I could feel the swelling of the cock and knew he was about to shoot his load so I pulled my mouth off so I could get a facial. The load which shot out of the end of the cock was massive, my face was covered in the warm cum and some had dripped down on to my boobs and bodysuit. I got a bit on my finger and put it in my mouth to taste it mmm fresh. I don’t think my brothers thought of anything different. It wasn’t out of the ordinary for me to be holed up in my room for periods of time, trying to get school work done. So here I was once again trying to get my mind anywhere but on Evan Bianchi. I kept reading the same paragraph over and over again trying to understand what it was saying every time. But all I could think about was Evan. Frustrated I closed the book, leaned back on my bed, and massaged my temples. I haven’t spoken to him or. It didn’t take long. I vigorously rubbed her slit and dipped my fingers into her big vaginal sheath. She heaved and heaved as Steve yelled at her to cum. And finally Sarah collapsed forward, her thighs convulsed as she did so and eventually clamped together in post orgasmic torment as I continued to rub her slit – zeroing in the sides of her clit. With that I finally relented. Sarah just lay gasping on the bed, her face in the pillow and her hands reaching towards her tits. The nipple clamps.