How wet she must look. How pink and swollen her clit would be.“Pull your legs higher,” he'd said, “I want to see everything.”She felt like he ...as there again, in front of her as she sank down a little further into the bed making her ass push out so her tight knot was displayed. She felt the air against it and knew it was wet with her honey.“It’s mine,” he'd said. “It’s all mine.”He'd moved forward and licked her, hard and purposefully, his tongue dragging from her clenched asshole all the way. For a while we stayed there not saying anything I had taken his cock in my hand and was slowly stroking it enjoying the feeling I had hardly noticed that Dick was now stroking mine, I told him that the first night I thought it was a dream and the previous night I had enjoyed him sucking my cock and he could do it anytime he liked in the future, Dick just smiled and moved on the bed so that once again he could reach my cock with his mouth. Somehow or other we ended in a position where Dick's. "Why? Something to confess?" Sarah asked with a sharp tone."No, since I didn't do it," Hope replied.Sarah continued towards the door and opened it, but Hope sprang up, snatched the stack and slipped the pictures down the back of her trousers."Give them back!" Sarah spat."No," Hope said. "I won't." You know, for someone who isn't guilty, you really seem it at the minute," Sarah reasoned.Hope said nothing to that and Sarah started thinking up what to do to get the truth. She could read Hope like. So he joined Constance.They kissed. “Did you want...” she asked, reaching for his penis.“Not enough time. Good of you to anticipate, but tell me what you want. None of the hesitating shit. And no euphemisms,” he scolded, spanking her ass.“Yes Joe. I’ll be good.”“That’s okay. You’re just building up the number of whippings you deserve.”She trembled.“You’re my horny little bitch, aren’t you?” he chuckled.“All the time with you,” she murmured.His finger rubbed across her clit. “Still sore?”“A.