We exchanged a few more ice cubes until she leaned forward and put an ice cube down the front of my towel. I jumped from the cold alien feeling on my ...ock. I grabbed an ice cube from her drink and lunged at her. I pulled her tank top and quickly threw the ice cube in. My mother squealed and squirmed trying to fight me off of her chest as I moved the ice cube inside her shirt. I eventually put the cube right on her nipple which seemed to quickly harden. While smiling, squealing ,and softly. “Well that makes you a very bad girl, doesn’t it? Wanting to fuck a man like me. Doesn’t it, Brooke?”“I guess it does.”“A naughty, bold, presumptuous, immoral, slutty girl. I think I’m going to have to punish you.”“Punish me?” The word had a scary exciting resonance.“That’s right.” He began to walk her in reverse, still fondling her tit. She held onto him lest she stumble in her heels. He guided her between sofas and around an ornate occasional-table, the head of his cock brushing her tummy as. They looked back. "What?? You mean you're actually ... that you're going to..." First sensitivity, now tact," Heather muttered."Melinda, please," Cassie said. "That's between Heather and I. I want to talk to her about it after we get inside, so let's not dally too much longer."Cassie hated sounding like she was giving orders. She feared if she did it too much, she'd develop the same attitude as her parents. They expected people to listen and obey just because they had money and influence, and. “I do, sweet pie. Three loads worth. It seems that Mr. Goodman rather liked the photo of the two of us that I sent to him around lunchtime. For some unknown reason, it made him horny, but I think everything in life makes him that way. For a guy that age, he sure has a huge libido and the stamina to go with it. He also made me promise an introduction, so you might get your turn, as well.”Dave teased, “So, I guess you’re done for, for tonight.”Alice pouted, “NO! I need you ... and Pam. The.