I took a chance and asked her, “Sara have you ever had sex?” She said, “Cheryl when I have sex next if will be my first. I was hoping you would ...e my first.”This excited me so much even though I thought I was not a lesbian. I reached for the strap holding up her shirt and pulled it down to see what her boobs look like.Sara didn’t stop me. She watched as I hot her top down to reveal the cutest little breasts I’ve ever seen. Her breasts must be about a 32AA bra size and so perky.I said, “Sara I. Iquickly ran to the corner expecting a shout at any time to get back tothe group. Reaching the corner, I reached the conclusion that apparently no onehad noticed, as I didn't hear anything. The older girl was nowhere insight, but there was a small depression in the outer wall where someonecould hide. I made my way there in a brisk pace and reaching the hidingplace, saw the girl hiding there. She hissed to me, "What do you thinkyou're doing here?" Either you take me outside with you or I'll. “Let me show you some special stuff I have down here.”In about a minute, the woman returned with a big paper shopping bag full of stuff. “Let me demonstrate what I think could be helpful for you. First is this old riding crop.”Then I felt her hit me on my upper thighs and on my exposed penis and balls. “It is good to keep his attention while you are spanking him. Another one is this old large wooden paddle with holes in it. This one was used in the old school house.” She gave my poor exposed. Smith told me that her husband loved talking dirty to a woman during sex. I also liked being called a slut or whore. For Mr. Smith, I was a slut and his wife was a whore. “Fuck my mouth, Mr. Smith,” I said. Mr. Smith was always acting a little soft towards me than his wife. He always fucked his wife so hard, spanked her ass and fucked her mouth, but with me, he never got so rough. “You want me to fuck your mouth, huh?” Mr. Smith got up from the couch. He grabbed my head and I opened my.