“Oh no, not yet,” he said “you’re going to have to work for this a little.” He stood back and stripped off his trousers and his shirt, walki...g into the apartment to hang both on the back of a chair. “Crawl over here.” She complied, relishing the feeling of his eyes on her. Watching as her breasts and hips swayed as she slowly approached him. His cock was standing straight out and she longer for it. Once again kneeling in front of him, inches away from his erection, she almost said “please”. I could feel precum seeping out, lubricating her strokes. She increased her pace. My whole body felt electric.Her wet hot tongue was in my ear, "One to go, my good boy," she whispered. Her hand pumped my throbbing cock even harder.My body ablaze with sensation, I knew what was about to happen.CRACK! The paddle struck me hard on the sit spot, sending vibrations to my cock and I threw back my head and came volcanically.Semen erupted from my balls like lava, splattering the ping pong table. Erica. She stood there smiling and looking hotter then fucking…well he did not know what to think or say. Janelle was standing to his side, outside the bedroom, and in the hallway. And his jaw was open and his eyes were saying things she wasn’t sure she could repeat. “Whoa, wow Janelle,” he said. Then he added “Uhhh holy freaking God!” He was floored by how she looked in that lace dress she had on. Janelle stood there, smiling delightedly. “Soooo you like my dress do you?” she asked in an almost. Peggy had washed her body thoroughly and douched all of the youthful semen from her vagina and her rectum. Peggy wanted to be squeaky clean in the event she met someone worthy of her attention. Peggy opted to wear a thong panty and go without a bra that evening. She wore a short cocktail dress cut about 8′ above her knee displaying her shapely legs. The dress had thin straps and showed off her cleavage and provided nice side views of her breasts. The dress was snug around her bottom and hugged.