He said, “Why don’t you suck his dick and I will eat your pussy?” Her and my jaw dropped to the ground. We looked at each other and she gave me ...a look that said "I want to get fucked now". She stood up and slowly did this little dance for us while stripping naked. By this time my cock was so hard I feel like it was going to burst. She pulled off my pants and wrapped her ever so soft lips around my cock and went slowly up and down. I felt her lips slide up and down on my shaft and I almost. Again my arm draws back; I look down and see wet spots in the dirt as the tears stream from her face and fall. Another outburst erupts as her face draws into a grimace and Ed calls, “Four, Massa Hopkins.” I look back to her ass and see a crisscross of stripes forming. Again, and again the riding crop lands and a new welt springs up in its place. She is a mixture of sobbing and wailing while Ed continues to call the strokes. “Five, Massa, six, seven, eight, nine, Massa Hopkins. With my arm. After a moment, their lips parted as their tongues sought each other out.Slowly they separated, both a bit surprised. Deborah laughed quietly, “So that’s the way it’s going to be…”Melissa immediately flushed pink with embarrassment, “No. I mean, it doesn’t have to be. I, um, I… oh hell. I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.”Deborah shrugged, with a self-deprecating laugh, “Me neither, although I’m pretty sure it can be whatever we want it to be. But come in! I’m starving. The food got here 20. Last night, they’d lingered over strawberry-rhubarb pie, ice cream, and coffee, teasing one another and catching up. After his grandparents had retired, the five of them had rotated through games of bridge, an old family tradition. They’d stayed up well past midnight on the front porch, drinking beer and playing cards, chatting and laughing. His mom hadn’t been able to stop hugging him and kissing his cheek. His father, who had never been very talkative, had sat beside him throughout dinner..