Debbie Mason, the provocative black-haired teenager, was standing almost directly in front of him, across the tile floor of the cabana, visible inside...the open shower stall. Her tanned, lushly curved body was blanketed in a soapy film from the bar she held in one slim hand, rubbing herself briskly, humming softly. As Ken watched, in frozen fascination, Debbie leaned over, facing away from him, and presented her upturned, perfectly rounded ass-cheeks--the slim rippling flesh of her thighs and. I loved it. I was hard in an instant again.I pushed her back and lifter her dress from below all the way to her waist. I didn’t want the dress off, just the panties. I removed her panties and she supported by lifting her waist up. As soon as the little peace of cloth was out of the way, I started licking her brains out. She started moaning, the melodious moans the world could ever here.“nahhh, not there, not so hard oh please mind the tonguee, don’t go in noooooo!!!”she gushed into an orgasm I. The spanking lasted a good five or six minutes to complete, when finished, the tops of her thighs were bright red and there was a definite glow from her bottom through the material of the shorts, as well as a damp patch at the front of her shorts and on the leg of my jeans. From the moaning during her spanking, I knew she had had an orgasm. She lay still for a moment so get her balance as she was trembling, she said I think we had better go, we have an audience! I looked round and saw about. A pack of Camel No. 9's was onhis desk. His room was full of smoke."Maybe you should crack a window or something," I said as I took it uponmyself to ventilate the room. Sammy nodded without saying anything as Iopened his window.The cold November air came rushing in as I sat down on his bed with myback to the window. I could have asked him how he was doing but by thelooks of things I already knew it wasn't good. "Mom said you're notsure about going shopping with her. Do you want to talk.