He was so eager to please in that area that it was harder to let him go than I had thought. And I loved spanking him. He was my slut and he knew it…...h yes he was an argumentative, defiant little brat. Six years my junior , always whining and moaning and altogether annoying. But I loved fucking him and I do mean literally. We had just finished an argument over something stupid ,the boy loved to argue , over anything and everything .it was early evening and he was pouting, same old same old .. She said that she could remove nightie and her bra panties are older so she doesn’t mind and asked me to look in other direction. Then after 20 secs she asked me to start. I looked back and she was beneath the blanket and asked me to rub oil without removing blanket.I started with her toes and her ankles. She was already starting to breath heavily and her feet’s were bending in excitement and her body was shivering lightly. I moved to her knees and her thighs and she was even more in excitement. Not bothering to close the door, she knelt before the toilet, and heaved the liquor from her stomach. She was very sick and they decided she would have to lie down for a while. Marcie rushed upstairs to prepare the guest room for her instructing the two men to bring her up as soon as she was cleaned up. They got her up and helped her wash her mouth out before taking her arms and walking up stairs with Cara between them. They reached the guest room and deposited her on the bed. Cara groaned. Nothing that could be described as “sex” sex, but pretty damn nice, nonetheless.“I think you know I like you,” I whispered teasingly. “I want to take this to the next level.”“With your tongue halfway down my ear canal, I should think so!” he teased back.“No, but seriously, I want to be with you … that way. There are a couple of precautions I want to get out in the open, though.” As difficult as it was at first, we discussed my long-term contraception and how I wanted to use condoms. We even.