She struggled to find a word in her mind to describe him and the only one that came to mind was pretty. Pretty! The little boy was undoubtedly pretty ...with his delicate features and long brown hair. But little boys weren’t supposed to be pretty! They could be amusing, endearing... cute even... but you didn’t describe them as pretty! Sarah smiled at him. “Chrissie then. What lovely hair you have Chrissie.” she ventured experimentally.Amazingly the little boy’s face lit up and he looked. . .... The dog was whinning anxiously wagging his tail, looking up at his new Master.They both could smell the heat from between her legs, see it glistening onher inner thighs. " Would you like the filthy mess between your legs cleaned up"?. " Ithink, the crop would hurt so much more, on your ass and cunt, if it stayswet". she nodded vigorously, biting her lip, to embarrassed to even muttera word. He let go of the dogs collar, and watched as he dove into her hot soakedcunt, pushing her a little. I used my hands on her ass to force her cunt onto my tongue, pushing it as far up inside her as I could while wishing it was longer so I could lick all the way to her cervix. Her juices flowed onto my tongue making it easy to thrust it in and out, tongue fucking her delicious cunt as hard as I could.Caitlin was valiantly trying to do her part on my cock while the sensations in her cunt flooded her mind with pleasure. She was doing admirably well until I let my tongue move down to capture her. The four of the put their legs up on Bob's thighs so they were "standing" on them supported by Bob's arms. Very impressive.Bob leered at us, flexed his pecs a few times then slowly lifted his arms straight up with the four guys hanging on. Jaysus! He'd lifted up at least five hundred pounds without any apparent strain.One of the girls must have been feeling frisky, because suddenly all the guys' trunks started sliding down while the music volume increased for a few seconds. The guys scrambled.