I worked hard, I needed this man, this pervert to help me, and if giving him a blow job would do that, then I would, I just couldn’t see any alterna...tive, unless I could get away with Lou. So either John or Lou, one or the other, I’d keep my options open. I looked up through my eyelashes, those fucking false ones Paul had insisted on. John smiled at me, then looked to one side, I followed his eye line, saw Paul, saw him holding a video camera, filming me as I sucked Johns cock.“You said she was. .." SPANK ".. to do with..."SLAP ".. such a naugh..." SPANK "...ty, little..." SMACK "... boy?" SMACKSMACK SMACK "Do you promise me you'll behave yourself from now on?"silent pauseSMACK "Do you?"I meekly reply. "Yes, mommy." And you'll obey mommy from now on?" Yes, mommy." And you'll do *whatever* mommy says?"Uh oh. I don't want to agree to that.SPANK SMACK "*Whatever* mommy tells you, isn't that right, Justin?"SPANKHer hand is spanking a *lot* harder, and I would agree to just. We just might be some of the first people to see tracks that were made a hundred million years ago."Joe said, "That would be so cool."Mark thought about it for a second and said, "Do you mean that we'd get a chance to go off the marked trails?" Yes, but I'll have to insist that you be careful and make as little impact on the environment as possible." Ken put an arm around Birdie and said, "Walk with me. We have a lot to talk about."Uncomfortable at having a strange man's arm around her, Birdie. You know what I wanted to do. My favorite private-time activity is to spend an hour or so working myself up with some juicy internet porn, then calling my favorite free phone sex hotline and listening to a few men jerk off for me while I tease my by-now hot, juicy ready-to-explode pussy. I settled in my sunroom wearing a pair of too-big lounge pants and a thin tee shirt. I started surfing through some internet porn, in the mood for something naughty and almost dirty. .