She smiled sweetly and took his hand as he offered to help her up.He noticed as he helped her up she had put the yellow panties back on and it seemed ...she had made and extra effort to be sure he saw them as she got up. When he finally pulled his eyes off her panties and looked into her face he saw a very sweet look that actually made him stop and think. John was taken aback a little when he looked at her face and into her eyes. He thought he saw more than a teasing little girl, he thought he. "Beg me for it, tell me what a horny little slut you are for me. Wanting my meat in you. Beg to make you squirt for me again," he sneered."'P...pleeass.... ahhh, fuck!" she cried, feeling the palm of his hands slapping against her cunt as she was pushed further down on the counter.Her cheeks wobbled, her plump ass almost hanging over the top of her nylon hold ups, feeling it turn pink as his slapping continued."I said fucking beg! I'll keep going until someone interrupts us." No, please! Please. I lean forward. H starts unbuttoning my shirt; as I lean her back with a passionate French kiss. She has my shirt undone as I scoot her towards the middle of the bed. I can feel how smooth her hands are as she caresses my chest and stomach. I roll aside to arch my spine like a playful cat. Directing H’s petting hands to where it comforts me the most. Laughing, I roll onto all fours, moving till her fingers are playing in the hair behind my ears. H humors me for a moment, and then takes a light. ”I’m glad you liked it” I answered. “I sure did.” “Vhat are you doing” she asked as I reached for my jeans, “Ve’re not finish yet.” She turned to the sink and began to fill a wash basin with water, then put it on the floor and had me squat over it.She soaped up my ass and rinsed me off with a washcloth. “Oh my God” I thought “Could this be what I think it is?” I was right. She got me down on the bed and knelt between my legs. Then she pushed my legs up and licked my asshole, just like that.She.