Connie sits back and regains her wind. Her voice returns to normal after the excitement. She looks at the kitchen tile and sees where cum has drippe.... “Boys you have made a mess! But you are lucky that is the one liquid I don’t mind in my house - at least on my ceramic tiles.”“All right fellows, you have paid your penalty. You can put those things (pointing at their cocks) in your pants now. I will say you were well behaved in taking your punishment. ““We are sorry,” Mrs. Fletcher, Scott. "I'm going to go very slow. If it hurts I want you to tell me." It doesn't hurt." she said. "It feels wonderful. Can you put more in?"Chance simply let more of his cock slid through his hand before he clamped down again. He fucked her with three inches. In and out... in and out... each time, his hand mashing her clit."More" she moaned.Chance let her have four inches. That was all he could make come past his hand. But it was only half his cock.Megan loved the four inches she was getting and her. It was a weekday afternoon, and the mall had a scant crowd. Cecilia browsed the various shops. She stopped into the lingerie shop and had a look around. She gave in to temptation and bought a dark blue lace underwear and thong set. She would wear it for Jason tonight, she thought. It would make the day even more special.Jason was a stylish man, and wore his clothes well. Cecilia stopped at a few high-end men's clothing stores and bought her boyfriend some jeans and a couple of brightly-colored. One afternoon, their parents were gone to a wedding, Ray and Ellen stayed behind so Ray invited me over for company. Of course, soon as he’d said Ellen was there too, I ran all the way over, as I knocked on the door of their house, I was slightly out of breathe. Ellen answered, but she didn’t let me in. She was wearing a frilly lace basque, her round creamy tits just right there, encased in blue and cream, her skirt was mauve and short to her thighs, the triangle of her matching blue bloomers.