“Oh, that wouldn’t work!”“What do you mean it wouldn’t work?” Joanie asked. “I couldn’t punish you. I just wouldn’t be severe enough...!”“Punish me, I will do whatever you say, Joanie said thinking she was dodging ‘real punishment.”“Very well then Joanie, mom and dad would ground you for two months and there would be no dates except I can’t do any of that to you.”“That’s right, big brother,” Joanie said feeling suddenly full of herself.“But, you can have a date with a hairbrush!”“Good, and I will. ” My right hand is dying to do what he says. My pussy is slick and inflamed. It feels so good to my finger and my finger feels so good right there. “Ahh..” “Feels good, doesn't it?” he says. I nod. He continues to undress. The dress socks come off, as do the grey trousers. He's wearing dark blue boxer briefs but there's a darker spot on the impressive bulge. He peels out of his dress shirt. God ,he's gorgeous. Just a bit of hair on his chest. Lovely pecs. Not a trace of middle-aged paunch. If. I teased her pussy and clitoris with gentle licking up and down. Her pleasure was contagious she kept asking for more.My tongue was playing with her navel and pussy lips in tandem. I moved down and again my tongue began to play with her pussy. I began to lick deep between her pussy walls and occasionally suck her clit. “Vinay, fuck me, Vinay, please don’t wait now.”I could feel the heat from her pussy enlarging it. My tongue played with her inner lips. She could not hold herself and raised her. She would try to stop herself from having these thoughts about Charles, but then she would think about him holding her in his muscular, toned arms, and she would imagine her face pressed against his chest, or he would imagine him, because he was so tall, having to lean over to kiss her, and she would get excited again. Carmen going to see Charles’ games and sometimes he would come up to her after a game and try and talk with her. Carmen was stubborn, and she felt convinced that even though she.