"Well, I am actually in a merciful mood. Not only am I not going to turn you in, but I am going to help you smuggle this out," Derrick said with a sen...se of menace. Megan looked at him through the mirror with suspicious. "Something tells me that there is a catch." Derrick kept one hand on Megan's ass, but ran the other through her hair. "Well, not really a catch, but we do need to make sure people are distracted from your neck." Both of his hands moved to Megan's shoulders as he grinded himself. I've had a few boys feel me up under my skirt but their hands didn't feel so soft. They didn't feel so sensual but so determined - like she knows she's in control. This is supposed to be a punishment.Miss Laura's fingers reach the top of my thighs. Her long fingers play along my pussy lips. I'm slick and wet her fingers seem to just glide from the front of my pussy to the back. It's so frustrating - her fingers feel so wonderful but she just runs them on the outside of my pussy. Then with a. She'd snickered out loud when she looked too long at a particularly narrow bottle of conditioner before going back to touching herself like she was a teenager again."Geez An, get a grip," she chided herself as a new 'brain-bubble' popped, and gave her a better idea.So it came to be that by Wednesday, with everyone out of the house, and a modified-schedule workday, she was browsing for new sex toys online at 10 a.m. while she brought herself close to getting off over and over again. It wasn't. Jennifer knew he was about to blow. Her head dropped deep into Bailey's lap once again as she sucked him into the back of her throat."Yes! O God yes ... Ooo ... Ooooo," with a loud moan Bailey exploded. I could visibly see the waves of pleasure crash over him as his body shuddered in the driver seat.Jennifer's head jerked back a bit. Bailey's geyser of semen must have caught her off guard because she choked a little as she tried to swallow the load. Several gulps later, she finally lifted her.