"What is it!?!" "Tell me, please!!!"Sandra chuckled a little at Loo's excitement, but then in a quiet voice replied, "As I see it, you need someone to... orally satisfy your vagina at least twice during the day." "And I'd be very happy to perform the task." Tears filled the young woman's eyes as she blubbered, "Y-you don't have to do that, Sandra, I-I'll be all right." "Nonsense!" she retorted. "Now come with me into the stall so I can sit down on the john!" Struggling to walk with her panties. At the first tee, Mr. Parsons insisted that he wanted the bet to be something other than money. He said that was so I would have something at stake, in case I lost. It was finally agreed that the losers had to wash all of the cars. They decided that my car was going to be the limousine that Hans had driven us to Springfield in. Winners got to sit in lawn chairs, drinking lemonade, and watching the losers work.Mrs. Parson's explained that we were playing stroke play, and that her score and mine. He must have loved her.Lauralee had another drink, sipping it slower this time, and wandered about the room, at last slipping one of Robbie's soft rock discs into the player. The primitive beat echoed at throbbing within her body, and she felt an anticipatory tingling, the rising of her nipples against the delicate, whispery material of her gown.Marshall wouldn't refuse her; she would damned well see to that much. She would show him a tempestuous, volatile woman she had become, demonstrate all. She was filming him with her Iphone, he instantly removed his mouth from her cock but continued to jack her off. Hey cmon now he whimpered She laughed in his face and said, If you want that money youll tell me you love my cock and keep sucking, this video wont go anywhere you dont want it as long as youre a good little boy He shamefully shook his head and moved his mouth back to her womanhood. He continued to jack her off as his mouth moved up on the first half of her shaft. He continued for.