She had no panties on. I then put her legs over my shoulders and got between her warm thighs, my hands under her ass, pulling her forward and started ...icking her wet pussy. She lifted herself off the counter, thrusting her pussy harder against my tongue, “That’s it, mister, eat me!” She grabbed the back of my head, pulling me into her, forcing my tongue deeper into her hungry pussy. I pushed her legs wider apart, lapping up and down her wet juicy pussy with fierce licks, going deeper, “That’s. In the past when we had made a deal like this one and I had lost she denied me sex for several weeks. That was bad enough but sometimes she would add an extra layer of pain. Twice during those weeks of punishment she put nipple pinchers on me, tied my hands behind my back and masturbated while straddling my face. Oh man, that sight got me so excited. When she would begin to moan and moan as she got closer to her climax it was so hot. As she rubbed her beautiful mound of pleasure I could see her. On the first morning while I was in a cubicle peeing, I saw a small metal cap, about the size of a tennis ball, on the side of the wooden wall. I was curious as to what was that for? I pulled the cap and it opened upwards and I was shocked to find a smaller hole. Instinct told me to peep through it. I squat down and put my eyes near it. From the look of it, it was definitely another cubicle from the boys side. Nobody was there and so I closed the cap again. I stood up and realized that the hole. I had gone to bed early that night, never forgetting what I had seen go down in the kitchen between them. It had been a restless night, I would sleep on and off for a few hours. My mind felled with images of my mother and grandfather making out. It was a little before three o'clock in the morning when I got out of bed and made my way to the kitchen for a glass of water. When I was on my way back to my room I heard my mom cry out. The sound of my mother crying out stop me in my tracks. I never.