I let out a frustrated groan, biting down on my lip, fingers and toes curling as I grip the carpeting, needing to anchor myself as the cool air hits m... overheated pussy. I feel my trapped juices flowing freely now, soaking into the material of your pants. “Such a perfect ass.” “Thank you, Miss.” I mean to say more, but the words are driven out of me as the flat of your hand comes down hard on my ass. It’s not the gentle slap of a playful lover and it drives the breath from me. Pain radiates. We were there for almost an entire week.Now Jef works at home, computer stuff, so he's around all the time. Mike'sMom is gone all day working, and Mike's sisters are go to school all day,so I kept hoping there would come a time when Mike would be gone for awhile, and I could try something, anything, to see if Jef felt the same wayI did. And the day came, finally, the third day we were there. Mike had abunch of errands to run, and he was going to catch up with some friends Ididn't know. Said. We ended up lying on her bed, smoking and talking in between game levels.Only recently had I come out to her as pansexual, as well, and gradually that made its way into the conversation as she summoned the right words to ask how. HOW?'So we're both the same age, born on the same day, we're both single and never get any and now we're both pansexual,' she said, starting to laugh. 'You're just copying me now!''Actually I never told you, did I? How long has it been for you now?' I asked.'Three. Wow kya feeling thi mai to out of control ho gaya jaise taise apne aapko sambhal or sath me chalne unke body ka smell mujhe bekabu kiye jaa raha tha or suddenly mai unke gaal ko chat liya. Fir wo mujhe dhakka de di or or jor se chata marne lagi or chillane lagi mere pe ye kya kiya tumne. Mera to gand fat gaya fir maine himmat karke bola aunty aap mujhe achhi lagti ho or mai aapka gand chatna chahta hu. Usne fir jor ka thappad mara or boli ghar chal batati hu mai unka pao pakad liya or sorry.