Mmm, He sighed then moved his fingers to my lips. Spread you legs, I did as I was told. My clitoris and opening now feeling the cool breeze of the cei...ing fan. Whats this? His fingers ran from my clit to my anus. Youre soaking wet! He laughed heartily, What a fucking whore you are! Did you like it that much? Should I punish you more? He was practically yelling at me as he laughed. Please, no. I cried quietly, my face red. I was already so embarrassed. I really am disgusting. He looked down and. I could feel my holes tense up and feel the insides of my pussy flush out drenching my pussy lips and seeping into my asshole witch Flick happily licked up till I was dry.After a few pants later I arose up deeply making out with Flick moving her up over my chest till her pussy was just above my face “its your turn now” sensually saying before poking my tounge at Flick’s pussy pushing inside her working my fingers in her ass cheeks rubbing her ass hole rolling my tounge around inside her then. She was not moving. What she was doing was crying.Bakit? (why)Jun through tears: Wala (nothing)If it is nothing, then go!Instead of going, she jumped into my lap she just hugged me for all she was worth and cried, or actually sobbed in great heaves. I held her / she held me / for about five minutes like that. She then slid off, stood up, took my right hand, with the back of my hand up and lifted if to her forehead as she bent forward. This was an 'honoring' gesture. I had seen children honor. He sighed. “Do you need me to spell it out to you? Your hair is always perfect, your skin is always perfect, you have the kind of figure girls want, and, you’re mine.” And with that, he shut his door and sat down on his queen sized bed. “Come here,” he smiled. I walked over to him and sat right in front of him, leaning in for another kiss. This one was less questioning, and more fiery and passionate. My pussy throbbed even more, and I knew I wouldn’t be leaving this room a virgin. His Nike.