What was happening to her now was bad enough, but to think of pictures being out there, for just anyone to see was a horrifying thought. "Please...no. You wouldn't," kitty said; only to have Mr. P's hand land on her right cheek soundly. "Quiet. You will speak only when spoken to." She nodded her head vigorously, her ass stinging. He continued to run his hands over her bottom and thighs, now and then moving to her inner thighs. He ran his hands up her thighs to her cheeks and gripped. Kevin wanted to be a pro wrestler and the person I know that loves it as much as I do. So we started to talk wrestling, after a while I stopped listening and started to star at his six pack and wonder how hard his dick can get. I rolled over on my stomach and asked Kevin to rub some sun screen on my back. I untied the top to bikini and told him it was so I didn't get lines. Truth was I just wanted him to touch me some more. My breasts were poking out of the side, it didn't hurt that I was. Rachel and Ihad really connected as we accepted this was a chance to really hunkerdown and make things work. Just us, together, the outside world like aplanet far away.We had agreed to be really honest, to explore all our feelings andafter that extra glass of rose, I just felt the layers falling away,the key to the lock of my inner mind and turmoil being gently opened.She listened carefully and encouraged me as I recalled those feelingsof totally emptiness back when I just a boy. Blushing. His hips strain against my hand to have more contact. I’m not quite ready to give him that though. I start at his ankle, and kiss the soft skin at the junction with his feet. I lick up the back of his calves to the area behind his knee. This part is so sensitive, i play my tongue over it with little cold breaths inbetween. Continuing on up his inner thigh I leave little love bites, softened by my tongue. I reach his boxers and its time for them to come off. I slide them over his hips and down.