She lapped and sucked as she pumped her fist, increasing her speed as she progressed. He suddenly began to feel the slight itch from deep down. Claire...continued to work, filling the kitchen with the slurps and wet popping.“I-I’m g-gonna c-cum,” Jason stuttered, feeling his orgasm rapidly approaching.Claire released his manhood from her mouth with a wet pop, A strand of saliva hanging from her lower lip.“Give it to me!” she smirked as she dove right back in, sucking him hard.Unable to hold back. ” There were others? Next time? I wondered if next time meant something other than next time because I hadn’t signed up for a next time. Suzanne had squeezed herself out of her skirt and started on the buttons of her blouse when Sarah said, “Suz is going to join us Ray unless you have some objection.” “No objection here,” I mumbled meekly. It wasn’t that I didn’t have any objections to Suzanne being part of Sarah’s twisted game, it was my objection to feeling the sting of the paddle again. Once there, I could shatter his innocence by pressing him up against a rough-hewn wall, unsnapping and yanking off his jeans, spreading his legs wide before gripping his full erection and taking it in my mouth. I would give this young man the blow job of his life, sucking him deep into my throat and squeezing his balls until he came hard in my waiting mouth. I would glory in his groans and gasps as he worked toward his peak, then revel in his climax, all the while sucking and tonguing him to. She lived next door and I don't remember what she looked like but her mother was big, fat and dirty - her top was always soiled from where her large breasts rubbed against things. Where we lived, everything was dirty. Perhaps that's why I saw Hazel as a willing partner in my sex play - she was dirty too. My house was on a tenement row, like a poorer Coronation Street. There was a vacant lot behind our backyard that was full of people's castoffs including furniture among these was a.