I haven't tried my new, perfected, blow job technique since we three girls practiced on a banana watching the anal porno. So I break our kiss and star... to kiss my way down to his cock. I hold it up to mouth and slip my lips over the head and suck on it. Then take it out of my mouth and lick the head of it. I put it back in my mouth, relax the muscles in my throat, like I have been practicing, and move his cock further into my mouth. I start to gag and pause for a second or two, and them proceed. Well..." he replied, indicating the red streak that he'd just drawn on her tummy."Oh, that!" Dani grimaced. "You weren't around during the hi-tech days, were you?" Well, I guess not," Jonathan replied. "But we had flitters and power guns and stuff." I mean 'medically' hi-tech," Dani clarified. "I have an implant." Where at?" Jonathan asked, smiling as he began to press his fingers into her soft, cushy breasts. "Where is it?"Dani laughingly slapped his fingers away. "In my neck, silly!" What's. He wonder again how he might justify a more probingexamination of the female secrets that Emily had seemed almost ready to offerhim, at least before her caning began. He thought again about dropping hiscane but by now she was looking back at him, from her inverted position, andhe thought it would be shamefully obvious. There was no obvious way of achieving that desired view at this precise moment,which seemed, irresistibly, to demand his administration of the next stroke.So he raised his cane. Annabelle looked anything but innocent. Her hair was down and she panted like a marathon runner even as she exchanged slurpy kisses with Jimmy. She was backed up against some supports. Her left leg was raised, foot resting on a shin-high crossbeam. The better to allow Jimmy to get his hand up her skirt.Mary gasped loudly. Then, panicked, her hand shot up up to cover her mouth. But they didn't even pause. Jimmy moved in close; his other arm wrapped around Annabelle's back, pulling her tight.The.