Carter wasn't so bad, though his cock deserved more than the brief kiss she gave it. For a few seconds Julie toyed with blowing Rachel off and staying...with Phil for a second round.The image of trying to give Rachel a blow-job tickled her funny bone. Girls didn't come equipped to get a blow-job, but still...She reluctantly got up. She'd been straddling his hips, and as she stood his dick slipped out of her. She could feel his spending on her legs. No time to clean that up, much as she. At least this time they had kept the bonds off her. She slid back, her widened eyes focused on the advancing boy. He gained on her, bringing the cat down to within three inches of her left ear. The hissing sound of the leather racing through the air terrified her.Betty screamed, then wheeled about. Like an animal, on all fours, she moved out of reach. Her tits hung down low, the tips brushing the floor. Someone stretched out a hand and slapped her hard on her ass. Betty squealed, losing her. She was trying to get his cock in all those hard to find corners that made her into a she-cat hellion and not a civilized lady of society with dainty manners when serving tea.Sam accommodated her need for accelerated pounding with a long hard sprint to the finish line of a fully satisfied orgasm. She was lulling now with a puddled mixture of his creamy cum and her own copious female liquids running down the insides of her beautiful, shapely legs. He was tempted to turn her over and spank her. "Between your legs." I said abruptly thinking that my answer was good enough.Unfortunately, it wasn't and she said in a chastising tone. "You're supposed to be showing me; remember?" You know; I'm going to have to touch you in some of these positions?"Impatiently, she informed me, "I assumed as much."I'm not quite sure Gwen knew what I meant by 'touch'. If she didn't, she was about to find out real fast.I was about six inches away and stopped. When I saw her looking at me expectantly, I slowly.