She did so and the front gaped even more. She noticed Jefflooking down at her displayed pussy. "Have your forgotten already that Itold you that you ...must have your knees apart 12" at all times?" Hannahstarted to apologise as she spread her thighs. "OK, now open your legs so they touch the table legs" he said, stilllooking, waiting to see her gaping pussy. She could feel her huge wet lipssticking to her thighs with the flowing juices that were running out of herpussy as she was being. The men got aroused when the girls replied, and the girls got aroused by being in charge. The difference this time was that the girls were even more aroused, as they knew they were even more in charge. The second stroke brought further howls from the men, and the third even louder howls. Emma and Debra watched as the usual red wheals appeared across the men’s bottoms. They were half expecting the usual comments from the men. Comments they found arousing themselves. It gave the session an. Eventually we found one and sat pretty uncomfortably for a couple of minutes. We were sitting spaced apart; she moved closer. Our arms met. I sit close to many girls generally but this one ran shivers down my spine. I moved my hand behind her and placed it on her waist.She moved closer and kissed on my left cheek. During that her breast pressed on my hand and those huge melons felt like the softest cushions ever made.She went back; and I moved along and went ahead kissing her neck. She moaned. I keep the tap-tap-tap going but this time right onto the tip of your clit. The direct contact is too much and you try and reposition yourself to avoid it. I’m not accepting that and slap the crop hard against the soft flesh of your inner thigh – my game, my rules. I return my attention to your clitoris, each stroke dead-centre. You can’t decide whether it is pain or pleasure, the nerve-endings screaming in your head for me to relent. The incessant tapping becoming unbearable and.