She sat for several seconds trying to read my mind and came to the conclusion she had to do the dare, she’d asked for it. Erin fingered open the to... button then as I was enjoying the enhanced view of her cleavage she levered open the next. Freed of the binding buttons the tight blouse pulled back revealing the soft swell of her breasts almost to her nipples. Erin paused long enough I thought she would stop but she took a deep breath and quickly opened the last two. She held her blouse apart. Alan's parents came into the room. "Alan, do you need anything for your room?" Yeah. I need Cokes. And shampoo. And I need floppy disks." Alright. Where do we have to go to get all of that?" Well, there's a Wal-Mart down by the interstate..." OK. We'll stop and get something to eat then, too. Let's go." Mom, I just got something all over me... I think it's ink." And it was. The printer cartridge for Alan's printer had somehow burst, covering Amanda completely with ink. "Well, you'd better stay. ” I did as told and felt him shove his still-hard dick past my throat into my windpipe. I gagged and probably would have puked, but I hadn’t really eaten much that day. Karl pulled me up a little way and so I could breathe through my nose with his cock still in my mouth. I felt tears fall but knew I wasn’t crying. I was worried that if I was crying Karl would be upset. I moaned and tried to wipe away the tears. I smeared my mascara and then he pumped my mouth again. “Its ok to cry a. Thankfully it doesn't seem like that will take long; her hips are wriggling beneath me, she’s moaning again and her breathing is fast and short. I’m aware that you are still stood behind me, paddle in hand. You bring it down again, in the same place. It stings more this time but I’m ready for it and don’t move an inch. You stand back, watching us again on the bed. I’m relieved you give me a break from the paddle but know better than to think that you’re done with it. Just when the sting is.