I said he could leave his cock out of his pants for me and I had to make him stop stroking his cock while he fingered me.”“I remember when he bega...n teaching me to parallel park. Sometimes he’d stand beside the car to tell me which way to turn the steering wheel and I couldn’t help looking at the bulge in his pants.”“‘Mr. Chambers, what is that wet spot on your shorts? You don’t have a bottle of water to have spilled any on you,’ I remarked. I knew his cock was leaking juices and I’d tease him. “Yes. But in order to be good one has to endure punishment. Do you understand?” “Yes, sir.” “Good.” He came to stand on one side of me and suddenly I felt his hand slap my ass. I let out a shocked yelp. “Sh, little one, you mustn't lose control of your volume,” Kennick whispered before smacking my ass again. It hurt bad but felt fucking good. Occasionally he'd slip his fingers over my covered, soaked pussy, adding varying pressures. If I let out more than a whimper he'd go harder, sometimes. Il sourit en voyant ma tenue légère, il m'attrapa par le bras pour me plaquée contre le mur et m'embrassée vigoureusement, j'attrapais sa ceinture de son pantalon pour la défaire et mettre ma main dans son boxer gonflé par son sexe. Je me baissa a genoux pour lui baisser pantalon et boxer, apparut son sexe bandé avec un gros très gros gland, que je mettais rapidement dans ma bouche, je le suçais le long de sa verge dure dans ma jeune bouche de suceuse, j'accélérais le rythme encore et il jouit. Sue tried to be philosophic about what had happened. He was a young boy with lots of growing pains. It was only natural for him to see his mother as a sexual being. It would be strange for it to be any other way. She would just have to be more careful.When Sue came down wearing a tank top and a pair of very tight short shorts, Tommy was astounded again. He could almost see the indentation of her sex lips in the crotch. She couldn't have panties on, he thought, trying not to stare. Tommy was.