It felt like the tingles emanating from her cunt were joining the tingles jolting her from her nipple and meeting somewhere just below her heaving bel...y-button. Cindy then pushed a finger into her loosening ass, wiggling it slightly. Stacy felt the tingles emanating from her puckered, invaded hole join the others. She began to cum.“Oh, oh, oh, oh!” Stacy breathed, feeling the tingles intensify.Knowing her friend was close to orgasm, Cindy smashed her clit, sucked her tit, and pushed her finger. It would have to end. There couldn't be any future in it for us together.That night though I insisted we make love several times but at five in the morning he got up, dressed and kissed me good bye. For an hour I wept but finally got myself together and ready for Jenny to pick me up for work. I couldn't walk without showing some signs of my thrashing but I doubted anyone would notice. The cane stripes still showed vividly and indeed looked far worse than the pain from them. These were overlaid. Mark and Caroline, along with Gene, Sandy, and their kids rolled up in a cart and sat with us while wishing us a safe trip. Sandy was saying that she would probably be up after Christmas for the kids to be tested. She didn't think the school people would believe how advanced the kids were. She said that she let them progress as fast as they wanted, and all three of them were a couple of grades ahead. Sue said the kids at the park were all ahead, but not two grades yet. She did say that the kids. She was more muscular, more athletic and more active physically than Karen. I liked the way Pris looked and from her mother's appearance, I knew she would age well. I thought sex with Pris would be good, but I had no way of knowing. Her mother and father appeared to have a good relationship. Mostly, I felt happy when I was around Pris. I enjoyed taking her back to Oxford and looked forward to taking her to the Fall Formal at Kappa in Oxford. I didn't want to hurt either Pris or.