”“No, of course I’m not angry at you. I’m just ... honey, you just don’t understand, and it makes you so upset. I don’t know why you keep ...ringing it up.”“I know it’s illegal, but ... honey, you and I smoked weed for almost two decades before it was legalized.”“How? How is it different?”“Well, I don’t think that this is hurting anyone.”“Except you, yes.”“No, it’s not ... oh, honey! It’s not like that.”“Before I answer, do you really want to know?”“Okay. Three or four times...”“Let me finish.. Hereeyes shut tight as she went up and down a few times, then released me,pausing to carefully discharge the saliva before spreading it along theshaft. She stroked my shaft again and again and again, before finallyrepeating the process: Suck-suck, stroke-stroke-stroke-stroke-stroke.I moaned a little - even mediocre blowjobs are pretty good - but shecould have been working at her laptop for all I could tell about herown sensations. I wondered how it was that I was happier with a cockinside my. I could have done it sooner but I liked the delicious punishment I received when failing the pre-tests. Jones was pretty cute when she gets angry and it kind of turned me on. But she caught on to my scheme and took the remote to my TV instead of dealing out lashes. With that harsh punishment, I finished the courses in a hurry. I had to be Tonya Darling when I received the fancy completion paper. Apparently, the proof was needed of the excellent work the institute provided to wayward women,. But I got a needy pussy and I want you to fuck me ... please?”“Pull them clothes off buck-ass naked this time.”The tall nineteen year-old neighbor, kicked her shoes off, stripped her cut-off denim shorts off over her sexy butt ... she wasn’t wearing panties or a bra as she jerked her softball jersey over her head to set her perky titties loose.“Hoot?”“Yeahhh?”“Last time I was here we talked about you fucking me on your Harley. Can I sit on your big ol’ Wild-Thang... and fuck your real.