She felt her pussyjuices flowing out of her, down her bum as David rotated and flicked his tongue over her clit, making her pull his hair harder, her ...ummy contracting as the jolts of pleasure were coming closer together. David suddenly clamped his lips down on her clit, rotated his tongue speedily over it and ran two fingers inside her smooth shaven fuckhole! That was too much for Laura, her back arched and her eyes glazed over as she shuddered with an intense orgasm!“Ooooh....fuuuuucckkkk..... Enough to make it tacky."Becca collected the jam from the larder. "Show me, Mr Beeton," she said.Steven did so. Becca cautiously applied the marzipan to the side of the cake. It stuck."Brilliant!" she cried. "You are a clever man."Still holding the palette knife she flung her arms round his neck."Oy!" he yelped. "I'll get marzipan in my hair." Sweeten you up a bit." I'm sweet already."She sobered up immediately. "Yes you are and I love you." She kissed him gently.She soon had the marzipan. Then she looked through the photos. Not just the ones from this email but the ones I know were of me She compared the pictures. Both bodies looked very similar. The main differences were the tattoo and the ring.“I’m guessing that they took the pictures of me from the breasts up and merged it with another small chested girl with my darker skin tone and same build. Unless they took the time to color her skin too. They’re just messing with you. Thank God,” I told Bree.“I guess I was just so. Come on over here." Becky put on a pouty face, but stepped over to Simon. He patted his thigh and she lowered herself down over his lap. He patted her rump. "Ready?" She moaned a little, "Yes." He glanced up at their kitchen clock. The second hand clicked 58.... 59... He raised his hand and brought it down resoundingly at 0. He didn't spank her too hard, but hard enough to bring out a little squeal of surprise from Becky. After the first spank, he started raining down spanks quickly, but not.