Chapter 3Friends become LoversAlyssa rose out of her chair and pressed tightly against Gene's chest. Gene put one hand in the small of Alyssa's back a...d the other on the back of her neck. He held her head firmly and continued to probe her open mouth with his tongue. Alyssa's tongue came to life and began to stroke the underside of Gene's. Her hands went to Gene's ass and pulled it tighter to her crotch. Two hard masses met though the clothing, dancing around each other's sensitive undersides as. She was sure there were some good looking red stripes all over her butt already."Oh my sweet baby girl. We are just warming up," Mr Davill kindly rubbed her sore butt a little before the blows started to continue.Whack, smack smack. He worked his way down to her sit spot and to the tops of her legs, slowly working his way down one leg and up the other, each lash stinging her more than the next."If you weren't such a naughty girl, I wouldn't have to spank you like a bad little miss, would I?". I groaned at the sight, my dick throbbing in need, my pussy so wet.As the king groaned, Ayishah sucking on his dick, I sank to my knees behind her. I ripped down her pantaloons and exposed her cute tush and the tight slit of her shaved pussy. She had a virginal quality about her that made me ache.“Yes,” groaned the king, one hand dug into her hair as she bobbed her mouth up and down his shaft. She still wore her veil, but she must have lifted it to swallow his dick. “That's it. Ooh, you are. The person who had occupied the seat was known to everyone as Mary and what set her apart was her squint as at any point in time her one eye could be looking anywhere in a ninety degree radius with her other eye mostly still. She was 53 years old, widowed and had three children who did not stay with her. She made her ends meet by doing odd jobs in and around the church and stayed in a small outhouse by the church property. If there was anything that set her apart it was that there was no one.