The vibrations hummed through Britney's cock.Crack!Britney's body tensed. The moment neared.Crack!"I love you, cunt!" she moaned, cracking the chain f...ogger down. "You are perfect!"Crack!Britney shuddered and she tossed her head back, squeezing her green eyes. The flogger fell from her hand as her cock erupted, flooding her mate's mouth with squirt after squirt of her cum. Phillipa swallowed, loving every drop, swirling her tongue around."Yes!" Britney hissed, digging her fingers into. " "That's never happened before. Edith is a very scary lady. Now what?" "Keep trying. She starts dance lessons tomorrow. We'll seehow that works." ~-~ "Ms. Thompson?" "Yes, this is Jane Thompson." "This is Allison, the dance mistress?" "Yes, dear. What can I do for you?" There was silence on the other end of the line, and Janecould practically feel the woman gathering herself for somethingunpleasant. *And since there is only one thing we have in commonthat is likely to be unpleasant...* "Is. I got fitted for my tux, and arranged for the corsage and a white gardenia boutonnière. I found out that a gardenia mean joy. Well, I was certainly joyful about being able to escort Sam to the prom, so why not. I asked Mom if Brad could borrow the Journey for the prom. She asked why and I said, "Mom, Brad's car is kinda tight in the back seat. If we could use your car, then Sam and I could sit in back and Brad and Kaitlin would have plenty of room up front, as well as it being easier to get the. With a roar, a scream and a whole-body shudder, I came. A great fountain of spunk exploded out of my cock, great torrents and jets of it splashed over my legs and stomach and all over the smiling faces of the two women leaning close over it. There seemed no end to it. Endless pulses of pleasure rushed me, each pulling a deep gasp out of my lungs. I thrashed against my restraints as I orgasmed on and on and on, at every moment feeling that the only possible end to the experience could be my own.