Joe slowly moved his fingers down her stomach, until he touched the top of her slit. Robin grasped Joe’s head, pulling his mouth down harder on her,...her legs parting wider. Joe stroked her with his fingers, parting her pussy lips. Her moans of pleasure as Joe rubbed her clit pleased him. Joe moved his body down her stomach, his lips kissing the top of her slit. ‘Oohhh, Joeeee, mmm,’ Robin whispered huskily as Joe flicked his tongue over her clit. Her hips rose from the bed to meet his tongue.. “Where is the paddle at?”“It is in the spanking room,” he replied. “I got done making it yesterday.” Now I understood why we had to go to Uncle Justin’s place. He carves wood pieces as a hobby, and I was guessing that he craved a paddle for me. “Come on Kevin. Let me show it to you.”He led my father and me to the spanking room. I was getting more and more nervous. I just knew that I was visibly shaking. The room was nearly completely empty except for a dresser and a chair. On top of the dresser. I said that I came over because I thought we were going to fuck, and if he wanted to make it a threesome, I was totally into that, or if I misread the situation, I'd be happy to be on my way.He said that it looks like we were all on the same page, then. Marques explained that he and his friend, another rapper, like to pick up guys they found sexy and bring them back to Marques' place for a hot three-way. They thought I would be into it, so the other guy was there when I showed up. He thought. No!” A number of items were spread on the floor at the blonde’s feet; a black leather riding crop, a number of shining chrome clips and clamps, and various buckles and restraints. Miss Stevens reached for the crop and passed it up over the writhing figure of the blonde. Connor took it and pressed the leather tip against the captive’s breast flesh making it swell, testing its firmness. He grinned as the blonde pressed herself up in the chair as Miss Stevens pinched the fleshy pink hood of her.