Cindy went up to her bed and sat down near the edge. Slowly but carefully, she reached for the blanket and gently removed it, exposing her whole body....Cindy was pleased at what she saw. Debbie was wearing a white T-shirt and panties that didnt quite cover her firm rounded ass. Cindy felt the tension and excitement build inside her as she reached out with a shaking hand and gently placed it on her behind. She froze her hand for a moment, expecting her to stir. She didnt move, not one inch, so. Her tongue snaked around his tip, flicking and teasing before her mouth descended upon him again and again, taking him in fully and completely every time. Dean tipped his head back and closed his eyes in pleasure for a second before remembering he was still driving and jerking back up to focus on the dark and lonely road.He could feel her lips tighten around him in a smile of satisfaction at the effect she was having on him though she never wavered in her actions. She was now on her knees on. I take the Gag off her, “Is that mouth streched?”“Yes Master…” she says“Open your mouth get my dick wet.”she opens as wide as she could.I force my dick down her throat, and slowly pull it back, again, and again, untill i decide i just wanted to ram her face.And so i did, smacking her face as do so, one in a while, ripping my dick from her mouth, slapping her with it, before returning back to her…well MY fuck hole…Reaching her ass, i spread her cheeks apart, i stand back up shoving my hand down. I heard and felt her breath pick up a little when we broke apart. Mostly she was warm to my touch, warm and firm. I remembered her arms around me and her muscles. In a swimsuit her swimmer’s shoulders were rounded and her biceps feminine yet developed. Especially on her right side where she served her hundred-mile-an-hour serves. The ones she commonly cleared the court with.I was kind of a sparring partner with her, tennis-wise. Perhaps a warm-up partner would be a better description. I was.