To hell with this I pulled out of her mouth and stripped her out of her robe, picked her up and tossed her onto the bed .She landed with her feet in t...e air and her legs wide open. Before they could close them I dove between them and face planted my self between her legs. And reached up grabbed a hold of her well formed 34 C tits. Ummm they felt and she tasted wonderful. The instant my tongue touched her clitoris she began to spasm and jerk with one climax after another.Maybe I made the wrong. Her nipples were erect and as we moved they slid across my chest. Lynn was moaning and I let my left hand reach between her thighs and washed her labia and I also teased her by running my fingers ever so lightly across her clit which was stiff. Lynn almost slipped as her body stiffened and she quivered as she a small orgasm from my manipulation to her body. Myself I was stiff and as she slowly caresses my penis I orgasmed and my ejaculation sprayed across her stomach and some even sprayed. What number was it? God, she had no idea. Didn’t think she would make it. Crack. Crack. Another low one, on her thighs. It burned and burned. Crack. Tears ran now. With a shudder, she cried. Crack. He was grunting, putting his all into punishing her. Crack. “Five more,” he said. “Lift up. Earn it.” She had to please him. Really had no choice. Crying, hurting, she lifted her sore ass up for him. Crack. “If I so much as see one ticket in the next six months appear on that record of. She’s standing out in front of her house, facing Aaron and with Steve standing at her side. Both studs have stripped off their t-shirts in the late August humidity, flaunting their well toned chests and bulging biceps, but Emma seems impervious to temptation. Dressed in a bikini top, the skimpiest of jean short shorts and a pair of flip flops, the pigtailed teen adopts a defiant stance, hands planted firmly on her hips. “But why not?” Aaron asks in exasperation. “’Cuz…” the girl replies. “’Cuz’.