"Dont stop, babe," he whispered in my ear. "Someone will see us," I whispered back.He inched my dress up a little and I gripped his wrists. "Let them ...ee. I told you I wanted to make someone jealous." He bit down on my ear softly. He pushed his middle finger past my pussy lips and inside my wet pussy. I moaned and moved my hips again, pushing him deeper. If anyone was watching us, it would seem as if we were dancing. His finger moved deeper and I had to bite down on my lip to keep from crying. Surprised herself, Adrienne came to a dead stop and her eyes went open. "Gwen!" Adrienne?" I asked quizzically."Oops! I'm sorry, Ben!" Adrienne stammered. "It was so quiet I didn't realize you had company!"Relaxing noticeably, Gwen snorted. "Yeah, I didn't know he could do 'soft', either," she giggled.Adrienne smirked as well and then tapped her chin. "Uh, Gwen. You got a bit of- yeah, right there," she trailed off as Gwen licked up the glob of cum she'd missed.And then Adrienne smiled at me,. Hugo had meover his knee and I was counting out my spanks as I felt his cock growunderneath me. When he was finished with his 10 swats he gently nudgedme until I ?fell? between his legs. Just as before he cupped my cheekand rubbed the tears away even as he pulled his erect manhood from theconfines of his underwear. He slowly pulled me closer and I could feelthe tension in my neck and shoulders and back fighting equally to pullaway and to not earn another firmer spanking for balking. This. Incessantly, he would ask her if she was ok and if she was feeling all right and she would simply nod her head looking out the window. When another silence passed he would ask if he had offended her and she would shake her head no. He would ask again in a couple minutes. In the five minutes it took to get from the café to Benji’s music store, now apparently called ‘The Place’, C.K. had thought about her life in its entirety. Everything. From the reason why she had the scar on her chest to her.