“Well all the cakes you made when I was growing up, so why shouldn't I like this one?” I asked. “Well, I don't know, but I thought I'd say it an...way,” Christina replied. Then we all sat down at a small table we had out there and had some cake. It was absolutely great just like all of her past cakes. So after we were done eating, then we danced some more. An hour later my mom went in and cooked me my favorite meal, spaghetti. Honestly I just loved it. Eventually, we were just so tired of dancing. Like lightning her head snapped around towards the offending sound, her lips pulled into a grim line. Her wintry eyes peered out into the darkness, seeing all as if it was afternoon. Something was out there, she was sure of it, for they had been following her for little over an hour now, waiting for her to be caught ‘unaware’. Stilling, she closed her eyes and opened her senses. The sound of a thick, healthy pulse beat thunderously in her ears, and the air reeked of human stench. Opening her. " I whine."Oh, mommy forgot all about spankies," she says as she lightly taps mytightie-whitie clad bottom with two of her fingers. "Mommy just needsto go tinkle, and you don't want to hang around and watch, now do you?"Why did I have to mention spankings?She finishes up and returns to her bedroom, and I slump down in thebathtub for a restless night. I keep looking at all the panties as Ifinally doze off. I haven't gotten more than an hour of sleep when Iawake. There's no clock so I can. I got up, took his both hands and placed them on my cock. I taught him how to jerk me off and caress my balls while doing that. I shot a big load onto his chest and chin. I told him to perform a blow job on me but he said cum is “disgusting”. So we went to the pond and washed our bodies and back on the shore he did the worst blow I ever had, it was like he was munching on my cock so I had to teach him how. “use less teeth and more tongue” When I was ready for the next stage of plunging my cock.