To do that, I had to point my toes out and flex my knees. Not much. But enough to seem like my legs were spread wide apart. Now I felt totally exposed...and vulnerable. Satisfied, Uncle Jamie selected a switch and tossed the rest of the bundle to the ground. He walked completely around me, as if checking my position from every angle, and all the while I was dying to know what he was thinking: Was he turned on by examining me like that? Or just thinking I was a naughty girl who needed punishing.. Even to the narrow cot and washstand by the window. And she could guess, too, what Hanson and Alicia meant to do in there.The brown girl's round bottom shivered and pressed against Hanson when he dug at her asseheeks with his fingers. Billie knew what it felt like. She remembered from the time at Basset's Pond. Hot tears welled into her eyes but she shook them away. No, she couldn't do those kind of things again anyway. Especially not with Hanson.Alicia laughed and pushed Hanson back onto the. She whimpered, it had been so long and she felt an urgency, she wanted more and she wanted it fast, the slowness of his kisses and his teasing hands were driving her wild with desire she could feel how wet her pussy was, she reached down and felt his hardness pressed against her, she was not disappointed she rubbed him through the rough material of his trousers and deftly found his zipper and tugged it down quickly and slipped her fingers around the base of his shaft.Groaning her pushed her. Pulling her feet forward sightly, Tristan's penis penis still clamped safely between them she lowered herself again. Pressing harder now his cock eventually broke through. Caro' body twitched, she let off a long moan. Moving her hands forward she was now able to lower her feet as Tristan's penis was now caught between the lips of her pulsating vagina.Lowering herself deeper, then retrieving slightly only to then go even deeper. Soon there motion was rhythmic. Caro working hard, lifting herself.