“Greetings, Mistress Erin. This boy humbly begs Your forgiveness for his impertinent behavior.” “Good. Again.” Again, i bobbed...up and kowtowed back down, echoing the humble greeting and request for mercy. Mistress Erin had me repeat the proper greeting almost a dozen times until i became quite red in the face. Finally, She allowed me to stop. “When you displease Me, I will drill you in proper manners until I am satisfied that you have learned your lesson. Will you. On my vagina.licking my curls.pulling my vagina.hard.her suckling got hungrier on my vagina my knees buckled with every suckle.every stroke between my legs.every kiss. The kisses. Became darker. Licking my vagina wickedly.’soft.’ She moaned as her lips dove deep in My vagina. Gliding up and down.pulling on my vagina. Her lips dove to my breast devoured my nipple with vampire like kisses.my breasts glowed as the sun shone. She glide effortlessly inside me. fucking me slowly.softly.kissing me on. She sat down beside me with a sigh, pulling off her hat and straightening her hair. I got a better look at her face without the shadow; nice skin with only a minimum of makeup, own eyelashes, clear greeny-hazel eyes. Yeah, she did indeed look like my image of a girl next door. Fresh, clean, genuine, guile-less and there to fall for. I put the conversation back to her. “Your feet recovered from Denver? Sounded like you were real glad to be home.”“Pretty much; they ached for a while. I’m not used. Karen looked down at her plate in embarrassment as she often did when she and Tucker were the butt of jokes at the table. They were seen as fancy/city people because they were not raised in the trailer park like everyone else. It didn’t help things that Karen could be a stick-in-the-mud when it came to smiling or joking around, and that only seemed to encourage Betty’s family to make even more jokes.“What is on your ass, mom?”Mark asked his mother. He noticed the red magic marker and read it,.