My pre cum was dripping out and Jodie took some on her fingers and brought it to my lips, lick it she said which I did without a pause leaving her ind...x finger in my mouth and acting like she was fucking my mouth with it. Teasing me with her riding crop she looked me in the eye and said we are going to have fun today arn't we Bob? Yes Jodie, whack whack she had hit my dick with her riding crop It Mistress Jodie here remember. I was led to a spanking bench and was bent over it. I will give you a. Finally the sobbing stopped and Pippa raised her tear smeared, quivering lipped face up so that once again we looked each other in the eyes. I felt her hand on my thigh; trembling fingers, sticky palm, the heat burning through the fine denier of my stockings, nails playing nervously along their lace tops. Pippa’s face was so close to mine that my eyes had difficulty focusing, her breathing still irregular across my skin, strange little sobs trapped in her throat, her moisture filled eyes. Mom knocked on my door and told me that I might as well go back to sleep, that school had been cancelled.I tossed and turned until about nine, and decided to try making a little money; we had a snow blower, and lived in a neighborhood with many elderly people who couldn't shovel an inch of snow, let alone one of this magnitude. I filled the blower with gasoline, and strapped the can to the machine.I chuckled as I went merrily from house to house, charging twenty bucks for a driveway and. “Yeah. My wife. Melody. She is pregnant.” Jake makes it obvious he DOES NOT want to talk to her. “Melody? What? Jake, when did you get married?” Lana is so dumb. Or tries to act like it. “In August, after graduation. You were there… at the wedding.” Jake backs towards the door, “I gotta go Lana.” “Maybe we could get together sometime! For coffee!” She grabs his arm and tries to hold him down. He jerks away from her not-so-tight grasp. “No Lana! I am not interested in you! I am married, go.