”“Deal,” she agreed.Thus, Barbara Jean became known, at least to many among the male population in town, as the go-to girl for great head. She n...ot only sucked superbly, but she also did decadent things with her tongue. Word spread quickly, but discretely, that her oral skills were second to none.She kept her word and didn’t let anyone else besides Todd touch her pussy. But she did let a few put their fingers in her ass, and most guys grabbed her tits while she pleasured their cocks.Eventually,. It occurred to me that many a bloke would have shot his load, long before Francine was anywhere near coming, because of her highly educated twat; even Gino had shot twice, and didn't think, —or care—if Francine had reached fulfillment.I was determined that I was going to bring her to a climax; I had grown fond of her in the short time I had known her and reckoned she deserved an orgasm—or two. Thanks to Annalise I knew I could hold out a bit longer than most blokes when it came to shooting a. I was pre-warned, you had said no panties, and I had obeyed, for both our satisfaction. You: “Move your skirt aside. Dip a finger. Taste it.” I obey. It tastes different to you, saltier. “Move your skirt from under you, no wet spot.” “Too late” I answered truthfully, but edged it aside anyway. Next text alert beeps. I haven’t even read it and my juices flow more strongly.You: “Sliding my finger under my boxers. Scooping a nice crystal clear drop. And applying it on my lips like a balm”. "Penny??" closer still.. You know someone is there.. but don't know who? The length of time has made it uncomfortable, you are beginning to be nervous.. Who is in my room?? Who??I step around the corner and drop the bag, you see the handle of your favorite paddle poking from the top. You are speechless, so many thoughts, so many emotions, so many memories crashing upon you at once. I can see the fog clouding your thoughts, you feel yourself starting to go under.. You need your lighthouse... I.