Their shared lust was reaching a boiling point so they quickly dried each other off and grabbing his cock she led the way to her bedroom. She had him...sit at the edge of the bed and she gave him a mind blowing blow job. By the time she was done, he had been reduced to a groaning sexual animal. His lust was now near maniacal. Ricky eased her mouth from his cock, and got off the bed, he placed her right where he had been a moment before, and positioned himself between her legs and lowered his. Steve spotted me from a distance and waved and walked up to me.“Hey man, did you see the thong Kristy was wearing?” Steve asked, grinning.I laughed, of course Steve would spot that, he was always going on about how hot the chicks in our grade were.“It was this thick,” he said, pinching his thumb and index finger together. “Fucking tiny! I've never seen her wear a thong before.”“Maybe that's because she doesn't normally wear thongs,” I replied idly, my attention wandering away from the. Maybe it did hurt more there or maybe she had just hit a bit harder, you couldn't really tell. This was very satisfying. He seemed to totally lose it. The angle was awkward for her and after she hit her own fingers she got a shoelace and tied it loosely below the testicle, making it sit up in a tight pouch of scrotum. Pulling upwards on the string made hitting the target easy and she could flick the rod exactly onto either end of his ball. Wow!!! The stick caused explosions of pain that just. Mistake!-Mistake!-Mistake!–His-fucking-bald-head-is-touching-me-again!She jerked her legs open again and as soon as he had a shot, he lapped his tongue over her clit again!Her brain split into two commands:Slam-your-legs-shut-Don’t-let-him-touch-your-clit-or-you’ll-cum-Slam-them-hard! Open-your-damn-legs-You’re-holding-a-bald-man-captive-between-your-thighs-What-the-fuck’s-wrong–with-you?She slammed her legs open again and her hips thrust her clit onto his waiting tongue. She felt the fullness.