. Finally, brushing my lips to her very compact vulva, her sex pulsates for me through the material as I lustfully thrust my tongue into it. "Oooo I w...nna taste your honey snatch so bad...!!" "You sure are a confident boy, aren't you!" Elated, I reply by sliding the panties down her legs and gently off of her feet. Sliding my way down her legs and to her snatch, I poke my tongue lightly all around her clit hood. Tasting her perfection while I explore the pink with one finger, burying in and out. I didn’t want to, but I did. I also told him what he’d done to me earlier and asked him to try not doing that anymore, because it made me helpless. I didn’t want to be helpless if somebody came through the door on us.I spent a few days wishing Bobby could see a real sniper in action in a real-world situation, but the only way that was going to happen was if we heard about a hostage situation somewhere, or some other crime that involved SWAT and a sniper. Then we’d have to get there and get into. More will follow very soon I promise.Chapter 1Edmund was bored. Really bored. Nothing to do at this boring house. Hehad explored every room, every nook and cranny of this boring housethat his parents has sent him to with his brother Peter and sistersLucy and Susan.They had been sent here, their aunts house to escape the bombings inLondon. Man this was dull, so dull that he thought he may as wellaccept his sister Lucy's offer to play hide and seek. He would countfirst. Edmund grinned evilly. I. ? I really couldn't, at least not all of it.I knew I had broken him and made him beg. It was hard for Jack to swallow thatpride. But it was not enough. ?Louder, Jack.? I slapped his cock with the backof my hand once, hard. He jerked forward, groaning and grunting. ?Mistress, please let me cum?? Labouredbut loud and clear this time, it made me happy. And it made me want to siton that swollen hot cock and fuck the living daylights out of naggy old Jack,which is exactly what I did. I wanted.