Might just earn a couple of bob,(pre-decimal slang for shillings for those who don't know)!Off we went to his shed and he said,"You'd better take your... t-shirt off boy,it's really dusty in here and you don't want your mum to bawl at you"So,there I was in just my white nylon footy shorts,shifting boxes and soon the sweat was rolling off me like a pig,while Mr A was offering encouragement from the packing chest he was sat on!Lazy sod,thought I,I'm doing all the graft and he's just sitting there. She had just finished doing it to Allison. Still, nothing prepared her for the sudden wet heat of Allison's tongue parting her pussy lips. A tongue was nothing like a finger. Her tongue was wetter, slippery and faster at moving around her clit. She could feel the heat of Allison's mouth and her cheeks against her thighs. Her heart raced when Allison fucked her with her tongue. Allison used her fingers, too, poking and filling Bethany until she could take no more. She squirmed, cried out louder. Now lick my asshole you stupid skank."Bitter tears sting her eyes but she moves quickly to obey him. After he tires of her tongue he reaches back and roughly pushes her head away.Then his voice is hard as steel, "This session is over, tomorrow you will get a package read the instructions carefully. Then I want them obeyed with painstaking precision. If you don't then you will not believe what is going to happen to your stupid ass! Now bitch get out on my sight!"Tears again flow as she hurries. As I fucked her, I went down to her neck and gave her a hickey – something for her to remember when she woke up the next day. I thrust and thrust, asking her if she was okay in intervals. “Keep going,” was all she said as she moaned.Because this baby was a virgin, I knew she’d have a tough time trying different positions. So I decided to stick with the missionary. I had been fucking her for about 10 minutes now, and it finally looked like she was in a state of deep pleasure.Her pussy was wet as.