.I take care of it." Determined to even the score, I asked her, "What do YOU do when you get horny?" She laughed softly and answered, "I use my hand ...nd relieve myself. How do you do it?"I laughed along with her and said, "I beat off, too." Still leaning against me, Lennie said, "Do you need to beat off now?" Oh, God, YES! I'm practically dying. How about you?" "In the very worst sort of way," Lennie whispered. "Do you think maybe...?" "It would be okay to do it here, in front of each. ‘God, you smell so good.’ He whispers in my ear. He reaches behind my head and pulls the pencil out of my hair. It falls heavily over my shoulders, surrounding my face. The water in my hair immediately starts to soak its way down my back and shoulders, making my blouse semi-transparent. We kiss slowly, softly exploring each others lips. The passion grows as our tongues begin their urgent dance. I put my hand on his chest and stay his puzzled look of confusion with a raised finger to my lips as. Again, he drew back as the tearful body turned once more… Thwack, the leather struck across the soft and hidden breast, the body twitched hard jerking and swinging like a puppet on elastic. It was the half way point, they both knew that! He swung again, the target her rump, the first cut had left a purple welt, the second struck parallel, with a slap that marked the soft and overweight bum with a second stinging red line. He saw her head swinging about as if to clear her head, he could see she. "Sylvia, you leave my dog alone!" Angela cried out in anguish."Can't," Sylvia moaned back. "It's too late. I-I'm going to cum in another minute." No, no, not with Hans!" Angela wailed. "He's my dog... he belongs to me!" Then why are you so selfish?" Sylvia asked, turning her head once more to look at her blonde neighbor. "Even if you don't care about me, what about Hans? Don't you want him to cum too?" She gasped as the wonderful tongue below stabbed hotly up into her streaming pussy, and then.