He immediately began kissing me hard thrusting his tongue in my mouth. He kept kissing me hard and slowly walking me backwards towards the bed. He had...his hands gripping my ass. The bed hit the back of my legs as I stumbled backwards and I fell backwards onto the bed. I giggled and said that I thought I was a little tipsy.He smiled at me. "Do you have any idea how much me and my frat brothers love it when little high school girls come to our frat parties?"I laughed a little. "I'm not in high. Then he got his heavy leather belt off the wall—he had started keeping it on the wall down there a while back—and beat me with that until I was almost choking on my own tears. It was hard to breathe through my nose, because it had gotten stuffed up from crying. I was starting to panic. Then he switched back from the belt to the wire. It stung horribly on the welts the belt had raised; everywhere it struck felt like a cold fire was burning its way into my body. The T-shirt and shorts I was. I went to town...eating her pussy (i've been complimented on these skills before). She was talking dirty now and trying to keep herself quiet. She made it very clear that her husband NEVER goes down on her. They did nothing other than missionary. That was my sign that i had plenty of green light. She came once in my mouth and i was ready to fuck her. So was she. I dropped my boxers and got into position. At this point we paused. We look at each other and we quickly agreed that we were both. Apparently unable to strip fully naked while watching the college student, Meagan turned her back on Peter. Finally her panties the pile of discarded clothes by the stools.Debbie had to bite her tongue to keep from making a comment about how hard Meagan's nipples were. She knew it was a sign, that even fully clothed, Peter had quite an effect on women. However, it would be a mistake to point that out to her daughter at just this instant. She could tell by the way Meagan was blushing that her.