Her pink nipple was exposed and swollen, and her panties were pushed aside as she frantically thrust three fingers inside herself.She was looking up a...t me, her lips stretched around my cock. Although she couldn’t speak, I knew exactly what she was thinking.Has it worked? she silently asked, before her eyes rolled back in her head with pleasure.That wasn’t part of the plan. Lucy just really, really likes going down on me.I glanced back to the door. Mom was still there, crouching outside my. I just had to stop looking at her. Not notice her full red lips or her soft brown hair, the wet ends clinging to her neck.I rose. I should just go and get back to my place. Maybe I’d just jerk off and get it over with and hope I didn’t have any visitors tonight.Just as I did, the girl I had been watching rose and grabbed her towel. She started walking towards the gate around the pool, her towel over her shoulder. Her tight backside squeezing as she moved. With every stretch and squeeze I felt. "I would tell them that saying sorry was not enough. They should not have been naughty in the first place and therefore deserved to be spanked." Exactly, Mrs. Brown," Vicky replied seriously. "I, therefore, think that this time you have earned a spanking and I am going to give you one."Mrs. Brown looked at Vicky aghast. "But you are only nineteen-years-old Vicky."Vicky smiled to herself as she realised that Mrs. Brown had not actually objected to being spanked. Her objection was to being. He followed her forward where she was trapped and could go no further and he pushed again. Kay gasped then groaned as he kept pushing further into her. To my amazement I had fallen forward also and was rubbing my rock hard cock against the car. He must have been completely filling her and started moving in and out as he lectured her. If I had of found d**gs on you I would be giving you this in your tight little bung hole. At which thought Kay went off on the most furious orgasm of her life. He.