.. and Marina was made to count out 'the beat'... 1,2,3 ... pause 4,5,6 ... pause 7,8,9 pause... 10,11,12 an so on until he'd given her 24 spanks. 'On... for every hour in the day', he said and added ' Next time it will be 52, one for each week in the year! But there won't be a next time will there, Marina?'' No sir, ' she replied hardly holding back her tears. The rest of the girls had been just as shocked as I and they turned their heads away while this was all going on ... But I couldn't take. “And I love looking at your glorious arse while your girlfriend is blowing me.“You really do have the world’s best arse, magnificent.“Gloria is almost as good as you at blow jobs.“The way she licked to both sides of my rock hard erection was magic.“Then she licked the tip of it.“Then she swallowed half of it while you watched.“And her technique is very good.“Lick, suck, lots of tongue pressure, then blow.“Remember the first time we fucked? You were a challenge, and I thrive on challenges.“After. One last john wanted only conventional sex, which was a relief, and then...well, even a whorehouse has a "closed" sign to hang out, probably somewhere around 4 am. One more strenuous climb of the stairs to the second floor and I collapsed into bed, falling asleep almost instantly. * * *My first thought upon waking up the next morning was that I must have had some nightmare. But the first movement that set my mammoth breasts and belly wobbling told me I hadn't dreamed the experience. I was. Imagine the frustration of a young man who was surrounded by a sea of drivers; all of them in the same grade. The first commandment of teenaged girls was: THOU SHALL NOT DATE A CAR-LESS MALE. And the second was like unto it: THOU SHALL MAKE OUT IN BACKSEATS ONLY. No car, no nookie. Not even stink finger.The third commandment for girls: THOU SHALL NOT PICK UP BOYS. The codicil: YOU MAY ALLOW A BOY IN YOUR CAR IF HE IS A KNOWN DRIVER. (And he's cute.)I, a hotbed of raging hormones, was denied the.