Hes ready, and out I step. I hear his breath let out, ending in a low whistle. Oh. My. His reaction is not unexpected. Im not wearing lingerie, my usu...l, and Im not naked. Im dressed in a white and plaid schoolgirl outfit, but its not the slutty kind, its a legit, and somewhat conservative one. White knee highs, plaid skirt, white top, and underneath its equally conservative, plain white cotton bra and panties. Im wearing only a touch of lipstick and eyeshadow, and my hair is in a very plain. Savouring her writhe in pain and enjoying every tiny groan, every small movement of her body and face. He was her master, at this moment she existed only to give him pleasure and if it was at the expense of her nipples so be it. As if by magic a pair of short sticks appeared in his hand, his eyes locked to hers he began to tap her breasts, playing her already painful breast like a c***d`s drum, alternately gently but firmly. At the beginning it was just another annoyance adding to the pain by. . like this," she bent forward to demonstrate, using a lot of tongue on his crown, then moved her head away when she felt the girl's flushed cheek against her own.The two females stared at each other. Mora's eyes were huge, as Terry leaned to press her mouth against the moist, soft looking lips. It was an unplanned, spontaneous kiss and Terry pulled away quickly because she concerned with overplaying her hand in the seduction. Flustered, she turned back toward her husband, and tried to control. “Oh, you filthy little slut,” she groaned as I repeated the licking action. “You wait until we’ve finished. I’ll punish you for taking such liberties. Now lick my cunt and fuck my arse with your fingers, you debased whore,” she panted. I burst into flames with a dark rush of excitement that surged through me at the prohibited nature of what she wanted me to do to her. Despite her threat to punish me, I felt my pussy clenching at the thought of invading her arse, stretching that forbidden.