I told the owner of the shop that Ellen had been punished for a misdeed that morning and that this was the result of that punishmentEllen's ass was so... red and you could feel the heat coming from it. I reached out and took the shop owners hand and placed it on her ass."See, still warm from the warming," I said"Yes, I can tell," she replied. Not removing her hand, but instead brushing her fingers gently over the bottom of my lady.Dropping the dress back in place, I took the lady's hand and then. It didn’t sound like an annoyed sigh, so I supposed that maybe he liked me to touch him like that. It felt hot and odd through his jeans. I didn’t know what to expect, or what it was meant to feel like. It was strangely soft, in that it did yield somewhat to my touch, but was firmer than when I felt his tummy or leg. I couldn’t quite understand how it lay sideways in his jeans (when you have no experience of such things, the imagination can be very blank at times). “Do you want to feel it. Debbie turned around. Her eyes swept up from his feet to his face and she smiled."Hi," she said.Ethan blushed. "Hi," he said with a quick wave, and ducked into his room.He dumped his equipment bag on his bed. Debbie was pretty hot. He wouldn't mind going to bed with her. He peeled off his shirt, threw it in the corner, and rifled through his dresser. What he didn't understand was why Pam hung out with her. Everyone in school knew Debbie Holtz was just a slut. Pam wasn't a slut. She should hang. He started to frig me with them. I orgasmed and felt my juice running out soaking the imitation leather bed. He lowered his face to my pussy and started to tongue my hole, he did not stop until I had another two orgasms. I felt the guy fucking my face getting close and released him for a while to calm down. Chantel climbed off the woman and bent over the edge of the bed towards me. She lowered her mouth to my pussy and proceeded to clean my legs and pussy. As she did so she grabbed the big cock.