.. oh my god, it feels so good. Now he's pinching and twisting my nipples, pulling on them just hard enough to feel incredible but stopping just short...of hurting me. Now he's kissing my earlobes... my neck, my chest above my tits, now he's kissing them... sucking gently on my nipples... oh god, this is incredible! His hand is on my inner thigh now, caressing it gently as his lips move down across my flat tummy where he sticks the tip of his tongue into my belly button.Only when his lips finally. I sat at a spot overlooking the Old Bynum Bridge canoe access point at the Haw River. The bridge was closed,, but it was a relic of times gone by and historically significant. I read about it when I was looking for a place to eat my pizza, but I swear I could hardly remember it. When I found it, I was surprised by the amount of decay to the Bridge. I was really beautiful how nature was reclaiming her river view.The first Bynum Bridge was a wooden covered bridge. Bynum was a Mill town from it’s. I knew then that you were going to drag this out. With the tip of your cock, you slapped my clit. My body jerked, and I gasped. “Tell me, how badly do you need this cock?” You slapped your cock against me again with each word, making me moan. I tried to put my hand down there to tease my clit, and you slapped it away. “No, touching.” You laughed. “Tell me.” You smacked my clit gently again, this time with your palm. My whole body jerked. “Please! I need you so bad. I want to cum again! Let me. I snapped my fingers in front of Daniel’s eyes.“I’m his mother. Why are you bullying my son? Should I file a complaint to the principal?” I asked.“You can try. But I highly doubt it would work. Instead, we can speak this out. Like two grown-ups,” he said and went into the living room.“If you’re a grown-up, you should have behaved like one. Bullying the weak ones is such childish behavior,” I said and followed him to the living room.“Look, you said it yourself. He’s too weak. I’m just helping.