“I’m not,” Kate said.That was all it took. I figured the coffee would be cold and forgotten by the time I got out of the shower.“I’m home!�... I shouted as I walked in from the garage after Pilates class.“Food in the kitchen,” Melody answered.I walked into the kitchen and found a plate of sandwiches and a bowl of soup waiting for me. This October day had turned wet and cold and the steaming bowl of soup was a welcome sight.“Mmm. This looks good,” I said as I sat at the breakfast bar. I scooped a. .all the way down the hatch (GRUNT)!”Exclaims Mr. Ballsner while bucking his hips in rhythm with Janelle’s fast-paced double hand jacking and throat stuffing as his low hangin nuts practically smack against her chest. “Ok, that’s enough Mr. Ballsner. I don’t need you cummin too quick and ruining my makeup now.”Says Janelle as her mascara is already running and her lipstick is smeared all over her mouth and George’s steel hard prick. “Here this outta show you, daddy!”Says Janelle as she. Cordelia Chase, fashionably decked in a long red V-necked dress andwearing high heels, strutted into the library carrying her own backpack."What's up?" the brunette asked brusquely. "Vanessa Thompson, who youmay remember as the self-appointed head of last year's Prom organizingcommittee, held me up after the last class ended. She just tagged alongand kept talking and talking and I couldn't get rid of her. As if I hadthe time or energy to spare to get involved with her personal issues.So, what. Thwack, I cried out. but I knew what would follow, and I groaned as it flooded through me again. Thwack, and I felt the muscles tremor down my cunt. I tried to open up more to make sure my clit was the target. Thwack, “Ooooow, oow, shit, that really hurt.” I yelled, but once the initial pain subsided the sensation was incredible, and I couldn’t help groaning again. “I think that’s enough,” Maureen said when she saw the red marks on my mound. I wanted more but I could hardly say so. “Stay there.