?‘I am not sure you know how to be a good a girl; I have had to speak with you about this many times now. I think you need a lesson in control littl...e girl. Spread your legs wider and show me your clit?I spread my legs wide despite my urge to clamp them shut. Instead I clamped my eyes shut; used my fingers to spread my lips and thrust my hips forward so he could see my clit. I can’t believe he was here doing this to me. I am a grown girl and yet here he was again shaming me like I was seven. But away from us, she was apparently some kind of Super Wonder Sharon. Her teachers adored her and praised her to the heavens. Her classmates all admired her. And everywhere we lived, she always had one or two really, really close friends who would do anything for her. And here I was, messing with her current BFF.Only I wasn't messing with her friend. I wasn't really doing anything except standing there as the music played."You've got to move to the beat," Heather told me. She demonstrated, and. It tasted fantastic, better even than the cream that came out of my lil dick. I couldn’t help myself. I had to touch myself again, and with what seemed like the first touch, I was oozing… no shooting… that cream out of me again. I caught as much as I could in my hand and began licking it up like it was the best meal ever. I took moms panties and used them to clean myself up and then sucked my cream off of them. The combination of flavor of my cream, and whatever that flavor was on mom’s panties. She kept sucking my cock. I begged her to stop so I could fuck her some more, but she would not. I shot a huge load in her mouth. She took it all and kept on sucking. I asked her to stop because it was too intense right after coming. She did not stop, but kept on sucking. My cock went limp and she kept on sucking. Then, after about 10 minutes, my cock got stiff again.She stopped sucking it and rolled over on her stomach. She said, “Take what you want! Use me, I am yours!!!” I paused, trying to.