It took a few moments for Janey to be able to make sense of his words but as she did she had to admit to herself he was right. ‘I could give you a b...ow job,’ Janey said. ‘There’s no need to. I’ll survive,’ Ren said softly as he settled comfortably on his side and pulled Janey against him. Janey rested her head on the pillow and closed her eyes for a moment. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to please him, it was just that she had a deeper desire to get to know Ren the person as much as Ren the. He nodded and she bent enough to bring the stiff breast close. He fondled a nipple gently while sucking the other one. "Oh Joe, just right!" she murmured. "You have skill."Her ride quickened and their conjunction moistened. She began finding pleasure with the handsome young man. They sustained the fuck for several minutes. The excitement took a toll on her steady movement, becoming wilder and uneven. The length of time took a toll on her strength."Doggy style?" asked Joe."Whatever you want. Though she was loathe to concede the issue, her parents were right. Sandy was getting out of hand with bringing home guys from the laundromat, the bus stop, and the pool hall -- anywhere she could find a willing mate who wanted to spend an afternoon in bed. And worst of all, they would crash all night with Sandy in her bedroom and play the stereo on full blast so that Chris couldn't get to sleep until the east turned yellow.But damn it, you couldn't help but love Sandy no matter how many times. The more serious the deed the less protection I was afforded; over the dress, dress raised and on the panties or panties down; and always the lecture. I think I managed to average one a month until I left for home for college.Mother wasn’t immune either, I’m sure Daddy still takes her in hand occasionally. She does have a penchant for mischief once in a while; I think I inherited my perverse desire for a warm bottom from her.Initially I tried to avoid punishment. It hurt, oh not terribly so,.