" She thought as she started to scratch Paul's hairy body all over.Knowing how silly she'd look going into her own room, she ran into Paul's room and ...lopped on the bed in tears. Curled up in a fetal position, she wrapped Paul's arms around its body and shivered in depressed terror. At the same time, their parents were at the party being held in the old town barn. The band on stage was playing classic 1950s and 1960s rock along with a little 1970s disco thrown in. "Just great." Mr. Philips said. This isn’t about you.” I bit my lip, managing not to gasp as Laura pinched my other nipple, twisting it painfully until I thought she would twist it right off, letting go suddenly, the blood flowing back into it. “Imagine what I am going to do to your clit, slut.” As I did, the trickle between my thighs renewed itself. “Please.” I managed, much to her amusement. That was the last word any of us uttered for a while. They became caught up in teasing me, in torturing me, seeming to have forgotten. “So tiny!” she cooed, “Mummy’s Baby has such a tiny cock. Mummy’s going to have to stroke it for you!” The boy whimpered again. “Do you ever stroke this worthless worm Baby? Hmm?” she asked him, “Do you lay in bed at night sniffing my soiled panties & rubbing your sissy stub?” “Yes Mummy I love your smelly panties!” he moaned. “You naughty boy!” she laughed slapping his worm hard, “What do you think about when you touch it?” The boy quivered, & gave a weak sob, obviously not wanting to tell. By the time I got there her pants were at her anklesand she was stepping out of them in her black skimpythong as she was take off her sweatshirt to reveal herblack bra to match the thong. She definitely had thetight little body to be wearing such attire. She cameover to me and gave me a kiss as she undid my pants andthen pushed them down with my underwear and dropped toher knees and took me into her mouth and started givingme a blowjob and then guided me to the bed and keptstroking and sucking.