She liked it when her mother gave her a lift to school. So, she was doing a morning shift today at the clinic where she worked. She should have guesse... from the fact that her mother was wearing her black nurse's outfit with the metal badge across her bosom.Less than half an hour later, Layla and her mother had descended the stairwell of the council flats where they lived and were getting into the battered old Focus, which after all these years and all those miles was still reliable enough for. We all ended up going down on each other, tonguing, licking, probing each other. This went on for hours, I was so stimulated, I was shaking, and I had cum so many times, I was so wet and slippery. We did stop for a snack, and drink, (and rest) but continued to pass provocative, sensual, and seductive comments, we kept gently touching each other, I went to get more drinks, and when I came back and gave Beck her drink, she slid a finger inside me, I stood there in front of her, as she. Slurping, mouthing, swallowing, gasping for air, she never resorted to handling it. Turning her head, first this way and then that, she continued to take all of me then only part of me slithering down one side before skillfully twisting and sliding back the other only to then swallow me whole over and over again. . . and again. Truly here was a woman who simply loved having a man’s cock at her disposal. And it felt good! It felt like I had never imagined it could ever feel.Phyllis stood back up. And in case youthought your little thigh whipping was now over I can tell you now that NO, I'mnot finished with your thighs yet BOY... Oh no, not by a long ways!"Tomake her point clear she briefly stepped back and forcefully slashed again atthe fronts of both his legs with her whip? making him squeal and scream in painthen as he calmed down she?? begantapping his right leg again and just said ?UP!?Movingto his side again she coldly told him: ?Get those hands on your head, now boy!You can cry me.