I opened my eyes and looked down. Peter was grinning from ear to ear. I look over and see the paper from a Rocket Pop Popsicle. " Surprise!" says Pete... still smiling. I'm at a loss for words. Peter pulls the Rocket Pop out of my pussy. I see the colors appear. He takes the tip of the Rocket Pop and rubs it across my clit. I let out a moan."Oh Peter, fuck me with it." Anything you want babe."Peter takes the Rocket Pop and shoves it back into my pussy. He shoves it in and out a couple times and I. They slid under her tunic to caress her quivering belly up to her firm full breasts. The tips hardened against his touch, making him moan. His body was hard and ready, rubbing up against hers as she wrapped a leg around his upper thighs and tried to make contact with his arousal, wanting desperately to get close. Pulling their bodies free of the wall, he staggered to the bed, pulling her down to lie beside him. Their hands grabbed and tugged at flesh and clothes, frantically pushing into one. He had grabbed her by the hips and started fucking her butt with a lightning fast precision. She couldn’t help scream like a banshee as she got fucked harder and deeper than she ever felt before. She could feel his cock harden, and a shaky feeling develop deep inside of her. All of a sudden she could feel her clitty sputter, she came all over the couch and her skirt. He was seconds away from cumming deep inside her ass any way, the combined feelings pushing her over the edge into a deep sissy. Mr. Kent finally came back out to get us. He opened my door and after we got out he locked the car. He looked around as if to make sure that no one was watching. That didn't make me feel any better about this. He snarled, "You two better not give me a hard time in there if you know what's good for you."Then he led us inside.There was no one in the front room when we entered. As Mr. Kent was locking the door a man came in through another door and looked at us. He was older than Mr. Kent, and not.