WHACKK!Another, incredibly painful. SWAPPP!! WHAPPI WHACKK!!Again and again the blonde landed tormenting, enthusiastic swats withher bare hands on my ...eddening bottom-globes. As I tried to buck heroff, get out from under, get her to stop somehow, a crowd gathered."Ride 'er, Blondie!" Stay on, girl!" Wow! Look at those boobs fly when she bucks!" And that butt! Didja ever see anything so round and red?"The shouts continued, along with my shameful antics, till I knew therewas no way I was going to. “Mr. Phelps, exactly what is your problem with me?” Clarice asked.“Well gee Clarice,” Sam started.“Stop right there Sam. You don’t know Miss Jones. Generalities about actresses are not accurate. Tabloids lie when paid enough or if it will boost sales. I’m telling you that taking a hostile tone with Miss Jones is ill advised because your opinion is based on hearsay and unreliable sources.“We’ve known each other a long time Sam. You need to know that Clarice is a good person, and she’s been. That writing he was doing made me nervous, but I couldn't really look over there to try to see what he was writing about me. When we returned to the test area, he had to remind me to turn off the ignition. Once I did that, he stuck out his hand and congratulated me for passing my driving test and getting my license. We went inside, and then I got to have my picture taken, and they gave me my temporary license. I was happy that I passed. I never did get to see what the examiner had written on. She let out a shocked “Oh!” and then a groan of sheer bliss as his mouth again found her now exposed wetness. He slowly, firmly drug his tongue along the length of her dripping cunt. Beginning at her ass, and ending with his lips grabbing her clit, sucking it in.He gave her a moment of the most intense sensation she had ever felt and then released her from his mouth to push a finger into her. She whimpered and drew in a sharp breath as his digit found the soft spot buried deep inside her.