He was tall for starters, a bespectacled, owlish looking face, the crown of some redskin tribe’s totem pole, with a grim expression to cover it. His...lips were a ruby red, so crimson that you couldn’t help but wonder inwardly if perhaps he had lapped at the carcass of some small animal. He had white, jagged teeth, curiously pristine for a man of his background would occasionally reveal themselves only to hide away just as quickly as they appeared. So mesmerized was I by his appearance that it. I am partially responsible for making Diane miserable. I hate it when that happens."OK," I say to Gracie. "Confession time. The whipping contest was rigged. Henrietta wants to see how her daughter will react when forced into a submissive role to women that she knows. I was about to beg for mercy. I kissed Henrietta to tell her that I was about to give in. Henrietta could have taken a lot more whipping. But, she wanted Diane to be a loser, so she begged for mercy first. We really lost the. .. She was embarrassed but she didn't care. It felt so good.Phoebe moved her face very close to Eileen's lips and kissed her very gently. Eileen groaned and pressed herself into the kiss, throwing any concerns to the wind. That was all the encouragement Phoebe needed. She extended the tip of her tongue and began to softly lick the top of that little cleft between her friend's legs. After a few moments, Eileen was panting and moaning something like "Oh! Oh! Ungh!!" so Phoebe began to press her. I could see the expression on his face change and he raised himself up off me, pulling his penis away from my vaginal opening. “You are right Liz. I am sorry. I almost got carried away. I was so turned on, I wasn’t thinking.”His erection remained firm and rigid in front of him. I responded, “Gary, thank you for stopping. You did good. It would have been a bad mistake to take me against my will.” I glanced at his erection again. “How can I help you with that?”Gary smiled, “What if I stay.