She held my hand most of the time and her sparkling eyes were igniting me.She told me she was getting late and asked me to drop her as soon as possibl.... That’s where it all began. She got on my bike but it was very different than before. She had lifted up her dupatta and was hugging me from behind. Her ample breasts pressed my back over her dress.She caressed my chest with her finger and then rested her head on my shoulder. We reached the destination very quickly. She got down and I followed. Sensing I was about to cum, he pulled his mouth off of me just in time to see the first spurt of semen shoot out. My legs shook with the force. He watched that first shot, then with a quiet, lustfull moan, dove his mouth back down onto me just in time to catch the rest of my shooting cum. I was almost panting now, overcome with the pleasure and power of my orgasm. His magic mouth continued to suck and swallow. It was amazing. I was his.I had always imagined I would loss my nerve to suck another. She never missed a thing.Jessie skittered over to stand before the SPANKING CHAIR with her face downcast and her hands clasped protectively over her bottom. She tried to shrink inside herself, look as small and harmless as possible. It wouldn't do any good, wouldn't lessen her sentence by even one stroke; she was aware of that. But the hope of a twelfth-hour acquittal tortured her nevertheless. She didn't want a spanking, didn't deserve it!!Mummy's footsteps were right outside the door now.. But for this week he was on vacation. It was a clear, hot August day and he had exchanged his suit for an open neck shirt and jeans and planned to spend a few days traveling through the eastern part of the state pursuing his hobby of photography. In reality it was more than a hobby. A passion, actually. He had made these trips before, capturing photos of interesting things in the rural back country of the state. He had even won a couple of awards for his work. In general, Don liked to.