Another shriek from her plump lips is all I’m waiting for. Her hair is balled up in my fist and her head yanked back to look me in the eye, upside-d...own. “You’re my little fucking whore now, Zoey, and you’ll take what I give you. Won’t you?” Again she struggles, but another swat across her ass brings a whimpered cry and an attempted nod. “Say it, slut.” She whines, swallowing and trying to breathe as I drag the crop down the cleft of her ass. “P-please! I’m yours, Josh! Just… Just fuck me!”. After that day in the hospital my thoughts kept creeping back to what had happened with my friends mum would i see her again, would she come and play with me again well as you probably can tell it wasnt long befor my thoughts were answered (else i wouldnt be writing this would i).About a week or so later in she walked in to the ward where i was, my eyes nearly poped out my head as she came and sat next to me, she was weiring a summer dress which hung loose she looked great in it we said hi and. The sensations were tingling down to my toes. He sucked my clit into his mouth and held it with his lips and took his tongue and stared rolling it around my clit. He sent me over the edge with that and I stared bucking against his hand. “OH GOD, I’m cumming baby. I’m cumming all over your fingers.” I felt my juices flowing out of me as he fingered me faster and faster. I was trying to push him away because the sensation was too much but he spread his elbows to keep my legs apart and kept. He heard a soft exclamation as he pressed his lips against her crotch, then he gave her a wet, smacking kiss and joked, "Hmm, something smells fishy." Bastard," Timora grumbled, but she didn't complain about what he was doing to her. So long as he was paying attention to her 'naughty parts', she wasn't going to say another word. She'd gone through so many boyfriends that she was unwilling to drive another one away with her unusual desires. Jax was young enough that he was willing to play games.