She leaned forward, grabbed little Jacob's head with both hands, and pushed it between her legs, shoving his mouth up against her hot vulva. "Lick, su...k, just go down on me!" commanded, and Jacob didn't need to be told twice. He suckled on her labia and loved the feeling of it in his mouth, then reached out his warm, wet tongue to explore within her. He was at once delighted by the taste and smell of Jessica's fresh girl juices as they soon coated his chin and nose. She had a clean and healthy. She was on her knees in front of me staring up at me like a puppy begging. But I didn't want any begging I told her again to do it. As my pants got midway down my hips my cock sprung out nearly hitting her in the face as it was hard and held back. She almost fell backwards. I stepped out of my pants closer to her. And told her to play with it. She hesitantly touched it with one finger moving it from side to side a little. She had obviously never seen let alone handled a cock before. I grabbed. Her tears started to flow from the pain at being used so roughly. She could not believe what George had done to her, he did not actually inflict physical pain on her, but the emotional pain was overwhelming. She cried, the tears streaming down her face as the hot water ran over her body, the unfulfilled sexual tension in her body adding to her pain. George felt bad for treating Jasmine like that, but he found the rough sex very erotic. He dreamed he had been fucking Miranda, hard and fast when. It was a fib of course; she just didn't want to suck a cock and she didn't want to fight about it. On the drive to school she wondered if the urge to be watched had run its course; if it had gone just as suddenly as it had appeared. It certainly seemed that way.She didn't even feel like letting her front row boys see anything. Even when Barry asked her if she would like his help in finishing the work on the shelf she no. Driving home that night she wondered what she would do if Frank wanted to.