“If you’re a good girl, then I’ll leave in a little bit and you’ll be fine.” I slapped her ass again. It was so firm. Her legs jerking when ...my palm collided with her plump cheeks. “Are you a good girl?” SLAP!“Yes!” I moved my mouth lower. Right on her cleavage. She tried to pull away from me.“Moving around isn’t being a good girl.” I slapped her butt again. “If you’re good, then I won’t have to do this!” My palm fell on her ass again. And again. She twisted, turned, trying to shield her burning. It’s already hardening and I push back the hood on it. I lean down and run my tongue over it. She’s quiet so I’m not sure if she likes it or not, but I keep going. I slide down and slip my tongue inside her. Her pussy hugs my tongue it is so tight. Her thighs are starting to shake a little so I take that as a good sign. I pick up my toy and rub it against her. I put the knob into her and start working it in and out. I leave the anal toy out but as soon as I get the dildo worked in I fire up the. Is there anything I can do to help?’ You jokingly ask me. But I’m taking advantage now. ‘I’m going to cum so hard again… I want you…. I want you to lick my clit. Please… Just a little.’ And you move back down and lick me. Fingers still inside of me. I feel my muscles start contracting, every inch of me is so sensitive, every movement almost orgasmic. ‘Anything else?’ you ask. ‘Put your other finger in me… Please.’ expecting it to go in my ass, I’m shocked when I feel you slide it into my. Friday the waves were good, so I surfed until ten. Susan was out in time to leave for work by eight, and Rhonda went to work after surfing with me until ten. I wonder what she would have done if I'd surfed until noon. She was already getting on my nerves, but we needed to figure out a pattern or relationship that we were all comfortable with.I took my coffee out to the balcony so I could sit and listen to the waves, and relax. Susan and Rhonda were both at work, and I was alone. I heard the.