“Don’t make me get the strap out!” She added.I turned and looked at her with pleading eyes. I couldn’t believe that she mentioned the strap so...the others could hear.“Now!” She said.Slowly I put first my right foot, then my left onto the stools. I must have made an obscene sight. I didn’t dare look at teens and kept my head down.“Oh my!” Chlesea said. “Someone looks a little ... uncomfortable.”“Chelsea, I...” I started to say but was interrupted.“Ms. It’s Ms. Chelsea to you.” I looked up at her.. Even beware of fixing typos, for I occasionally use local slang and dialects that may be flagged by your spell checker. Thanks.Well, I'll be! I did manage to sleep that night -- at least a little. I woke early in the morning, and she was still there, lying on top of me, her head resting snuggled up next to mine, sleeping soundly. My lungs were sore from straining to breathe under the weight of her body on mine, but the feeling was so good that I wouldn't have changed a thing. She can sleep on. Her heart pounded in fear and pleasure. ‘If you cum before me, you’re not going to like the end result so you better back off with the threats.’ He forced her back into the mattress screaming his name and feeling the bullet vibrate inside her ass. It was all too much. She decided she has to suffer the consequences. She called his name, grasped the sheets, and held on for dear life. He felt her pussy clench around him and let out a cry then was pushed out of her by the force of her cum. ‘Now, since this is your first time, I am going to do something for you that usually happens before people actually have sex.’ ‘What’s tha…’ he wasn’t even able to finish the sentence as Catharine started to lick his penis. He finally knew was a miracle was when she put her soft lips on the dome of his dick. He felt like screaming hallelujah as she went up and down caressing his man hood with her lips and tongue. Then all at once, forty years of buildup had blown out of him at once. It felt as.