It landed with a sharp crack leaving an instant white stripe which rapidly turned red. Becky couldn’t believe how much harder and painful this strok...e was compared to the first six. Perhaps her knickers had given her some protection? Before she could think any further the next heavy stroke landed making her cry out loud. As number eight thrashed down she heard Don grunt with effort. He really was laying these on as hard as possible. Her bottom almost felt numb from the pain and she realised that. Carol watched, fascinated, as if it were happening to someone else. After a while I allowed my hand to drift down between her legs. I began by stroking her lightly with my middle finger. Carol said nothing, but shifted her gaze to mine anxiously. When I began to feel some moisture there I slowly inserted my finger until my palm was resting against her. Carol made a soft grunting sound: “Uh!” I began massaging her there, my finger sliding in and out, the heel of my hand pressing against her. `Notice the gentle G-Spot massage as I tongued her clitoris. Now I can also poke the entrance to her hole which she will find enjoyable. Simple lapping movements concentrated over her entrance. I performed the lapping action in thin air and then reapplied myself to the aroused girl in front of me. `Ahhhhh.....Ohhhhhh...Uggghhh', she groaned as my tongue darted across her hole. `Now lastly, the butthole. I am not going to do this, as once your tongue has been there, don't put it back on the clit. I moved faster on his now completely rigid cock. I wrapped my hands around his shaft as well, moving in rhythm with my mouth an twisting them as they pumped up and down his meaty pole. It was a trick I learned watching one of our many porn flicks and it was a trick that never failed to please him. I sucked harder and faster as I prepared myself to taste him. I looked up and saw his eyes were closed, enjoying the pleasures I was giving him. As I continued to move along his shaft, Mark groaned.