" So how does this work? We can't all fuck her at the same time." "When she comes out, we'll all gather around and welcome her. We are free to touch h...r at anytime anywhere -- but no smacking or rough stuff. She is in control, so let her take the lead." Okay by me," I said, looking around the room. I recognised some faces, but most were strangers. There were men of all ages from the early twenties to the late fifties and even a couple I gussed to be in their sixties. Most of the crowd were in. There was a strong sense of them all knowing what they were doing as Connor took a good five minutes working the rest of it in. Clearly it might not have been possible at all without Greg’s merely huge cock to prepare the way, or if my ninth-grade daughter hadn’t been so well lubricated and eager to be fucked to oblivion!Maddie combed Lucie’s dangling hair over to Greg’s side so she could kiss her all over her face. She was leaving Lucie’s clit alone now, because Connor had built up to a slow. My tongue felt her nipple grow hard beneath the material of her nightie. I began sucking on it, making the cloth wet with my saliva. Then I kissed down across her flat stomach to the valley between her legs. I kissed where I knew her pussy was hidden. She opened her legs for me. I reached down, grabbed the hem of gown and pulled it up as I ducked my head underneath it. I gazed upon her thin hair-covered womanhood. I kissed her milky white thighs, kissing up and around her mound between her. I had thought he moved on. Then… Well, well....the naughty girl returns. I had thought you were all settled down these days? But now am I to understand you're longing for another whipping? You thrusting your beautiful ass invitingly into the air for yet another slap of my hand? Your pussy tingling at the memory, isn't it? And your underarms, are they longing to feel my bite once more? Bad, bad, girl. Do you miss the wicked things I would whisper into your ear while out in public? Or the time I.