She was sitting there, listening to her classmate talk about masturbation. "And sometimes," Nikki said, leaning towards Jenna "You just want the taste...of another girl's juices on your lips." She gazed about Jenna with a seductive look."C'mon," She said, running her fingers through Jenna's hair "You never thought about taking one of your fellow cheerleaders and fucking her with the handle of a pom pom?" Jenna was turned on, and caught off guard."And who wouldn't want to fuck Miss Neilson,". She's really cool for a woman your age. She said she'd be glad to look at your profile and make suggestions from a woman's point of view." That would help. I'm kind of stuck. I'm not really good at talking about myself." Okay, I'll text her the site and your screen name so she can look. Is it okay if I give her your email address?" Sure."Beth tapped away on her phone, then said, "Okay, you've been a good boy. Want to hop into bed and get your reward?"Who am I to argue with that? I undressed and. Sucking in air in gulps.Was it over she wondered, her brain racing from subject to subject, not stopping on any one of the thoughts long enough to form a logical answer. The next blow answered that question, it struck at the same point as the last round, this time downwards across her right hip the tip landing under the still fairly pert left buttock, it brought forth a groan, a loud gasping groan, as her pain increased by just one more stripe, two… three… crack, he had shortened the pause, the. And, its not going to stop for a while, either.”“They are making me horny,” Emily exclaimed.“Me too.”replied Esme. “Usually, when this happens I try to distract myself until its over.”“What do you do?”Esme turned a deep red that extended down to her breasts. “God, Em, don’t ask...”“Oops, I should have thought of that.” Emily pulled Esme closer. She kissed her softly. “You know I could do a little rug munching to help you out here.”“Oh, Em, you can’t ... I don’t have a rug any more. Perhaps, you.