She fastened her mouth on each in turn with luxurious leisure, flicking the point of her tongue all over them, pulling with her lips and her entire to...gue, until I was so turned on it was almost painful.My eyes were closed again as I felt Sondra start to take off the rest of my clothes. She cradled my head in her left arm and with the other reached down, with a touch I could barely register, but which at the same time was madly arousing, over my newly shaved cunt and pubic hair.‘Open your eyes. My Aunt's name was Sammyone day i stayed over at her place. She was done working out and said to me, "want a Drink?" i was sweaty and it was hot today, but i said "its okay. Could i go to the hot tub?"the hot tub was a giant spring my Aunt had in her backyard. it was warm but soothing. we decided on calling it the hot tub for some reason. "Sure" she answered "But im going to join you soon,ok?" i agreed and was off. I wore my Trunks and went to the hot tub. it felt soo good,i thought about my. There was something that was gnawing at me. Normally at times like this jerking off would drain off enough excess energy to allow me to finally fall asleep.I tried conjuring up every thought imaginable. From Ms. Smith down on her knees blowing me to her beautiful pussy. Nothing seemed to help me get off. I knew that I needed something more. I got out of bed and tip-toed down to the laundry to see if there were any panties hanging around. Sadly, there was not, I piddled around searching for. Missus Davis asked, “What do you want to do, Belinda?”“I want to leave with Steve and Morris and never see or hear from Charles again.”“Then, go.”Charles slowly stood, “You can’t take my slut.” Belinda hit him this time. Her fist was clenched and she used every bit of strength she had. He went down again.“I will never deserve to be called that again.”We left. Morris watched our backs as I held a sobbing Belinda. We made it to his car. She released me to get in the back jump seat. As soon as I.