I ran my hand over it recalling the slaps of Beth’s hand on my skin. Every time I fought her fist she slapped me, eventually I gave up fighting and ...ust took it. Once she saw I was accepting Beth’s fist Mommy had praised me for being a good slut. Beth had fucked my pussy, or cunt punched me as she called it, until I was dry. She made me squirt time and time again until my body gave out.My cunny was a deep red color and puffy, incredibly sensitive to my light touch. I spread my legs slightly to. “Well, it appears that Chris won’t be in until Sunday afternoon. Honestly John, I’m thinking about it, and there is an appeal on several levels, but on the other hand, I’m not sure what to think.” She immediately held up a hand. “This really is the only way, but would have to stay TOTALLY private. You already know this, but my no means NO…”Layton stared out at the gorgeous sun setting on the Gulf, then turned and slipped her hand around my neck and deeply kissed me. She was apparently. I had her repeat it back to make sure she knew exactly what to do. Cathy called Christian and told him to meet her in the side yard that she was coming up and had a surprise for him. With that she put on just a pair of sandals and walked up the street to Christian’s.The following is Cathy’s account of what happened next: I was so nervous walking up the street almost naked. Anyone driving by would easily see the side of my tit because the arm holes in the shirt were huge. Although,. I felt naughty. I wanted her so much…I turned off the T.V. and looked at her. “Hey, Kaylee, wanna play a game or something?” I asked, forming an idea in my head.She giggled. “Sure. But no board games. Those are lame.”I laughed. “No, I was thinking more…truth or dare?”Her eyes got wide. “Ooo, yes!”“Okay, I’ll start.”She asked truth first, as did I. The questions were simple and sort of stupid, like, “Who do you have a crush on”, “Who was the first guy you kissed”, etc.The whole time I was.