"What about your clothes." Right now, this is about you."I explored her body slowly, carefully, finding places of excitement she hadn't known existed....She looked at me at one point and said, " Later you're going to have to tell me all those places." She cuddled closer to me, making sure not block any important places while doing so. I worked on her from top to bottom, probing with my tongue, my fingers, my lips. At one point she had her legs over the back of the chair and her hands braced on. That's what he'd told Will. That was until his phone rang Saturday morning and Bonnie told him, "I think we should stay separated for at least a couple of weeks." Why? So you'll have more time to fuck your boyfriend?"The conversation deteriorated from there, and it ended with David yelling more threats and Bonnie hanging up on him but not before he yelled that he'd be seeing her with his lawyer in two weeks."Where's Daddy?" asked Corey.It was Saturday morning and Bonnie had just hung up after. I tried to jump, but her grip on my scrotum did not relent. "Do not move again, or it will be worse." I could tell from her tone she was serious, and to tell the truth, moving hurt more than the blow. Two more strokes fell on my bare ass. Each of the stripes on my ass continued to sting. "There, now let's put a salve on those wounds," she said. "Don't move." I wasn't even thinking about moving. She let go of my nuts, and fiddled with a container. I felt a cool sensation as she applied. "You're hot and wet and you know it, dripping. You want it; you need it."I eased my two middle fingers up into her and rubbed my thumb where I figured her clit ought to be. Her breathing got very gagged and her slot very wet. Our mouths clung together and our tongues tangled.She nodded and whimpered as I hooked my fingers inside her and found a super-sensitive place that brought forth a squeal of pleasure. I tossed her up on the bed, pulled off her shoes, then yanked off her plaid skirt and.