He had spanked head cheerleader Candy without mercy that very afternoon to remind her of her duty to start each morning for him with her willing mouth... well-trained lips and tongue that knew the secret of drawing spunk from the shyest of males reluctant to spill their seeds in a beautiful girl’s open mouth.There was no doubt it was a dirty business, all things considered, but most of the complicit females were eager to perform and even swallow all of the copious spending in hopes that they would. To cut a long story really short, she wanted to continue being a couple and one of the many arguments she used was that our sex life was really good. I decided to try to take advantage of this, since, after all, I had nothing to lose. --?The sex is good? I admitted ?but it's not enough to keep this relationship going - unless some serious changes are made. To keep this going, I want you to submit to me. Basically, that is, I want you to become my sex toy. This means that from now on, what we. She began wiggling her hips up to push my tongue deeper inside her pussy. I felt her hands running through my hair and caressing my ears. I tongued her from bottom to top and back down again, repeatedly, darting my tongue inside her. My nose somehow felt her clitoris getting stiff and standing out from its fold as I labored at her slit. I felt her hands pull my hair yanking me closer to her pussy, her thick thighs seemed to close around my head, holding me in place. Her hips were rhythmically. It had been acting as a kind of safety fence. Dave picked it up and placed it back on the table, returning his right hand to where the bowl had been; on his own thigh, very close to Terry's.After a moment, Terry felt rather than heard Dave take a deep breath and then watched as his hand crept slowly across the small space between them and onto Terry's thigh, just above the hem of his dress. Terry let out a small sigh that he hoped was encouraging and snuggled a little closer. Dave did indeed.