"Be careful."As Beauty snorted, Barbi moaned with joy. "Why don't you take off your top and let him lick your tits, too?"Taffy shook her head. "No," s...he said. "I don't do things like that." Her voice was quaking and her mouth was watering.Barbi pulled away from Beauty's fabulous mouth. She grabbed a riding whip and cracked it. "Do it," she demanded. "Do it before I beat your fuckin' ass." She slapped the tip of the whip over Taffy's thighs. "Now!"Taffy shook with fear. She saw that Barbi meant. Someone who dressed a lot more sexy and actually enjoyed sex. He told her that the marriage was over .I was in my final year at school, so it left just the two of us at home most of the time. She'd always been very quiet, not many friends, and she really only went out to do the shopping and go to church on Sunday.A fairly average looking woman, forty-five years old, and slightly plump, but with large breasts.One day at school I overheard my mates discussing her in great detail, saying that. She apologised for being so quick but assured me it would make no difference to our love -in. But first refreshment was essential she said to warm the heart, nourish the body for things to come. That was one of her sayings, always aware of my welfare and I guess hers too, those precious moments shared enjoying a heart meal, always cooked by her, and she doing always her very sexual interpretations when cleverly eating a gherkin or such, driving me mad with those obvious suggestive movements of. "So many firsts today! Ican tell you really loved your first sissygasm. Don't worry, you'll behaving plenty more!" Ally said as she removed her finger from my ass."It looks like you got a little of your sissy juice on my shirt - that'sso hot! Let's not let it go to waste though. I've got a good idea onwhat we can do with it..."I was still in shock of what had just happened - did she make me have anorgasm, or was that of my own doing? She had turned around to digthrough her backpack again when I.