She interpretted it as vulgar, got down, pushed me on back and spread my legs further apart, my butthole was peeking out and winking at the school now...from between my cheeks, and then she started spanking my balls in front of everyone, really slapping them, telling me to "stop thinking horny thoughts!". Her seeing my cum on my face and then my spread eagle legs was like a bull seeing red. She had to improvise a punishment then and there, and she was naturally sadistic and devious so this didn't. Usually, I don’t go for younger men; I just don't do drama or stupid games. Older men are appreciative, have experience, and are not timid, either. But Roy's profile picture was a big black cock and I hadn't had a BBC in a while and, honestly, I quite fancied being sore in the morning. I entered Roy in my race. Then I learned one guy couldn't host and another couldn't meet in the time frame. By two-thirty that afternoon, it was between Roy and Thomas. I’d met Thomas before and he was nearer to. I grab you by the throat and kiss you softly at first licking your lips and sliding my tongue into your mouth. You lay back for me giving me complete control of your body. I climb between your open legs and stare down at your soft skin. My cock is pressed against your pussy. I lean down and lick slowly up between your breasts. The excitement builds and I can feel you squeezing your legs around my waist rolling your hips against my cock. “Fuck me,” you beg. “I can’t take it anymore. I need to. ‘It’s my turn now honey,’ Cherie told him as she held up a now glistening dildo. She walked over to him and placed a hand on his chest, gently encouraging him to withdraw his penis from Skye’s sodden pussy. Dropping to her knees she expertly licked the tip of his pole. ‘You’re nice and hard,’ she said admiringly, swallowing it to its hilt, causing Greg to gulp with exhilaration. ‘That is fucking awesome!’ he groaned as Cherie bobbed up and down on the rigid dick. ‘I’m glad you like it,’ she.