One of them holds a cane and I can only wonder for what purpose he might have brought it. Surely I have been a good girl; have I not disrobed as they ...have asked, have I not displayed my soft flesh for their delectation, am I not sat patiently awaiting their instructions, desires and attention? I do not deserve punishment. There is no need for them to flex their muscles, no need for that cane to swish through the air, no need for my alabaster skin to turn crimson at its touch, for I am ready and. Did you know that I've wanted you for months?"All he could do was shake his head. He had no idea that she had also been thinking about him. After all, he was a lot younger than she was and, he thought, way out of her league. But he had no idea what was going to happen with them. School was never going to be the same again. Suddenly he thought of his parents. "Oh my God, what time is it?" he asked. "I've got to call home." Looking at the clock by Cheryl's bed, he saw that it was after 9:30. "Can. She was good at it, taking my thickness easily and deeply in her throat; I asked her are you enjoying it her response was a satisfied look with closed eyes. I wanted her to stop so that I could fuck her too but she was not letting her go.Finally, I pulled her back and took off her pants and panty she was naked and I went on my knees to kiss her hairy pussy. She was already wet and was spreading her legs to give me more space. Her smell was driving me crazy. She was playing with my hair and. ”I left. The dishwasher was running making enough noise to cover my movements. When I looked back into the computer room Avery had her back to me. The story was still on the screen, Avery was scrolling the text. She was reading. I went back to the kitchen. When I checked again, I was surprised to find she had her hand between her thighs under her skirt. Avery was masturbating. She was beautiful to watch. Her body started to tremble. She was cumming. I sneaked back into the kitchen.“Avery. Would.