I keep going and so do they. Whoever has the paddle keeps up a steady patter on my buttocks. My tongue keeps gently rubbing the other girl's labia. Sh... is so wet now that her lips part and I feel her clit. I swirl across it. Making the shapes of letters with the tip of my tongue. She seems to find "O" and "I" and "F" are particularly exciting, because this is where she starts to buck and really squeal and squeal and squeal and comes and how she comes! Comes with a twisting and bucking of her. She was wearing a tight black tank top with a see through blouse over it, unbuttoned. Her skin was tan and she was very hot. She had the face of an angel with long brown hair. Sitting on the couch in the center of the library, I watched her from behind my book. She crossed the room and disappeared behind a stack of shelves. I couldn't get her out of my mind. I decided to pretend to find another book just to get another look. I walked towards the way she went but there was no sign of her.. I prayed to God it would be either Sasha or Kelly, since nobody else here I knew or was fond of. Sasha just went anyway, so that only left one choice…Please, please, please! Kelly was sitting next to me, and I looked over to her while the bottle was still spinning. She caught my eye and giggled, and while I was looking at her, she snapped away and clasped her mouth to her hands. It landed on her!We shot right up and walked over to the shed. The members of the circle didn’t even bother to wait. My breasts aren't all that big, but they seem to be hot-wired directly to the pleasure centers of my brain. Each time Ben would tug on one of my nipples, it would cause the muscles in my twat to contract and twitch. That, in turn seemed to be quickly driving Ben towards the brink of another orgasm. Since I was on top, I thought I could control the pace, but even though I stopped stroking up and down completely, I couldn't stop my hips from squirming and grinding. I sure couldn't stop the.