She was also busy playing with my rod, then I found how hungry she was for sex. She removed my shorts and by then I had reached her pussy, I started r...bbing it and she was now into a new world.. She began to moan …. Ahhhhhh ahhhhhh come on ….come on dear and her hand was now moving fast on my dick. I then put my mouth in her pussy and began sucking it, her hand moved from my dick to my head and she was pressing me in and now the moan had become louder…..waahhhhhh wahhhhh ahhhhh ahhhhhh….. Oh my. " Two more smacks. "If you're ready to continue, I'll stop beating your ass, Blake. It's so damn red. Is that—yep, there's even a little blood on my paddle. Have you had enough?" Yes!" I yelled, much louder than I intended."Good." I heard her hang the paddle somewhere on the wall, and then, looking into the mirror beneath me, saw my wife get under the table and kneel before my dangling cock—which, to my shame, was a little harder now than it was before Rachel started swatting my ass for the. ’ she said a brightly as possible hoping that the drink would not be as horrifying as she had been told. Lauren just never got into coffee drinking while in college. She imagined it as some ‘adult’ thing and she never considered herself an adult. It was partially why the children at school loved learning from her as much as playing board games with her. It also allowed Jo and Paul to commiserate over the progress of certain students while the group was totally distracted. Carson handed her a. The edges turned up slightly, bulging down and arcing up, water collected in the distended material, water balloons sighing with envy. She glances back at me, catching my gaze for a second. Something glistens in her eye slightly, from the rain probably; but maybe not. My breath catches slightly in my throat. Not the rain.The bench she leads me to is covered by the tent, but only barely. Wind shifts and rain blows in sideways and up and down and we sit there. Staring at each other. Saying.