My hands keep working their way down the front of your stomach to just above your pubic bone. Your breathing gets sharper as you know that I am about ...o touch your pussy, and it’s on fire. My hands stop just above your pubic bone, and I slowly massage you just above your pubic bone. This has a crazy effect on you, feeling the light pressure all the way through you. My fingers start to reach down over your pubic bone, where I slide my fingers just along the sides of your pussy. You are. She is sensitive, but only to the things that she feels are worth being felt by her senses. She is emotional, but only in response to the things that evoke the most powerful versions of emotion. She has opinions and she hates and loves. She has the unique ability to physically harm and to physically please, both equally as well, but only during times of extreme passion. She works. She takes whatever it is that she has and turns it into creation. She thinks and criticizes, not for others, but. He pulled his penis out of her hot vagina. She was so in tune with his body she could feel every inch of his cock rubbing against the walls of her pussy as he slid it out. He grabbed his big dick as it jerked, spraying a long stream of cum out the end. It landed on the bottom of her white shirt. He moaned and she watched as more semen shot out and onto her inner thigh and part of her bush. He came some more, less powerful this time. The majority of it hit her bush, some of it dripped down onto. ”Katie gladly sat down and they chatted happily and of course babysitting was bound to enter the conversation.Katie asked, “So do you remember that time I slept over at yours and you spanked me?”Gemma blushed at the memory. “How could I forget. Did I ever apologise?”Katie laughed. “Why apologise as I deserved it?”Gemma relaxed a bit and replied, “You certainly did.” Katie was also relaxed. “And when you told your mum you told her to give me another spanking in the morning and she did?” Katie.