Her hand went back down and she began fucking herself.I was so wet I could feel it slip through my lips and soak the towel underneath me. My pussy ach...d and I knew if she was to even blow on it I would cum. My hips rocked up slowly in hopes that she would forget herself and touch me so I could.“Damn it, Molly, I wanted to fuck you tonight. I wanted to feel your cum cover my mouth.” Her voice was breathy, but I could hear her frustration. She fell back into the chair and her hand moved faster. She had never been caned with anyone else before. She had watched friends being spanked knowing she was being watched when it was her turn but this was different. She quite liked that bit. Listening to her Mum being caned. It turned her on actually. It wasn’t so funny when it was her turn of course. Just then Olivia heard the cane swish, heard the cane thwack home and her Mum gasp, realised what was about to happen to her, tried to tense her already sore and stinging bottom but wasn’t quick. I squeezed them, twisting and pulling on them as she moaned into my mouth. Her thumbs pressed down on my nubs, pushing them back into my areolas as she rubbed them in circles. It was a naughty delight. Tingles raced down to my pussy. I grew hotter and hotter, soaking my panties as I loved playing with my friend’s tits.No, she was my girlfriend now. Just like she was during the gas leak. This was wonderful.Our kisses grew more aggressive. More hungry. Our lips were devouring each other. My. “S’Ok Penny,” chuckled Suze, wriggling her butt into tight, white denim jeans, her enormous unruly and fettered black boobs swaying and jiggling.“It’s Penelope if you don’t mind miss,” came the prim pompous reply, averting her eyes, then finding them on Sunitra’s magnificent naked and upright, smudged brown breasts. The officious lady turned and marched out.Suze pulled a face, Sunitra grinned and shrugged her shoulders and slid a silk ethnic design blouse on. “Fuck her majesty, we did this for.