. and she could bake a cake! She grinned as she remembered her grandmother telling a pair of visitors (cousins she hadn't been particularly happy to s...e) on her doorstep, 'You should'a called! If'n I'da knowed you was comin' I'da baked you a cake!' meaning, of course, if she'd known those two were going to suddenly show up on her doorstep, she'd have made sure she was in the next county when they arrived. She smiled, a bit sad as she remembered her Dad's parents.Remembering one set of. Sometimes he would strike both of us at the same time, sometimes he would concentrate on one of us and slam both tawses onto the opposite sides of our legs or asses. He was even able to bring both into the sides of our breasts at the same time so that it felt like our breasts were on fire and our nipples were going to explode. For a while he started bringing a tawse up between each of our legs the same time and demanded that we count each stroke as he delivered it. Somewhere around fifteen,. I found it very difficult to find her hole even though she was cleanly shaved and wet. At one point i even unknowingly put my dick into her asshole and she screamed and pushed me away.She then laughed and told, i had fun with you , trying to see what you would do. She then guided my dick into her pussy. But my strokes weren’t going in with the flow and my dick used to come out after every 3 or 4 inserts and she had to guide it back inside.It took me a while and then i understood how it works. At times, he would just nibble and lightly bite my pussy lips. “You have such a tasty cunt. I’m really enjoying licking your pussy. Come for me, Mary.” He was licking and I was bucking my pussy into his face. It felt so good and I couldn’t hold back anymore. “I’m coming. I’m fucking coming.” Mr. Wilson was drinking my pussy juices. He was lapping them up like a cat. “Get off the desk and get on your hands and knees.” I got off the desk and got on my hands and knees on his floor. Mr..