If you weren't so damn lazy you could have taken them upstairs and put them in your drawer yourself."That got my attention. In our eight years of marr...age Bea had never barked at me like that. I went down to the laundry room, got my socks and underwear and took them up and put them away. I finished dressing and went down to the kitchen. As I sipped my coffee I watched Bea as she fixed the lunches for the kids to take to school. Her movements were quick and angry, like she was slamming things. He was saw stars. Jazzmonslapped him out of the blackness and held him to her. His face was deep intoher breast"You getting a hard on over this, aren't you wimp" She laughed"Please don't hurt me" He cried.She grabbed him by the hair and put him on the roof of her car. She grabbedher pocket book and started to unzipped her pants."Bout to teach your little ass a lesson" She saidShe pulled out a 16 inch strap on. She took some lubed out of her pocket bookand stroked the black strap on to make it. "What's wrong with you?" Lizzie said as she continued to giggle. "Oh leave him alone darling" my mother defended me. "He was always afraid of my tits. Even when I was feeding him he couldn't suck for too long at a time." "Oooh." Lizzie cooed. "I wish I could feed on your succulent tits" My mother smiled. Just then the phone rang and the butler brought it to Lizzie. "Hello?" Lizzie spoke into the microphone even as the butler looked away trying to avoid all the nudity at the table. "Yeah. ". The cool air making my teen nipples stiffen inside my tight sports bra.My hot pants were incessantly teasing my little bald cunny, due to my movement and the tight fit of my shorts.As I ran down the gravel paths, I kept thinking about my first sexual experience. My gymnastics teacher used to touch me in the most intimate places during my private gymnastics lessons.I was barely 14-years-old when it happened. I didn’t understand the feelings she gave me, but now that I am almost fifteen, I knew.