”His eyes didn’t reveal anything, but she could still feel the heat rising to her cheeks as she leaned over and carefully tried to position hersel...f and putting all her weight on him, without it being too uncomfortable. She could feel her skirt climbing up and wished she had worn stockings. The more clothes, the lesser the pain, she remembered.“Now,” he started, and Astrid felt him pushing her a couple of inches further, so her face was closer to the floor and her backside almost over his leg. I sink to my knees, my tongue trailing saliva along the way, down over her naked body. I stop at her tits sucking briefly on each nipple. I continue down over her belly (drilling briefly into her belly button), and I finally reach the hot mound and I lick all the way down the slit, gateway to her delicious, cum filled pussy.Crouching down further on my knees, I lick, looking up at her thirstily. She grins and spreads her feet, using her fingers to open herself up to me. I feel that familiar. "Please spank me again sir." He did, repeatedly, and Carol found the sensation of having her pussy spanked quite overwhelming. Between spanks, he chatted quite casually."I like your suspender belt, Carol, you have fine legs and suspender straps and stockings show them off well."Carol panted a thank you, her body on fire!"A corset would be nice. A lace up one, you know the sort of thing?" Carol nodded, she had often seen them in lingerie stores but had never bought one. "Actually I have found. Had it not been for the peril and distress we were feeling we might have taken note at that moment of the most prolific view imaginable. One could see endlessly from there to the dim orange skewed horizon. My sister Carmen was crying at that point and so too was I. For 5 minutes we consoled each other. I held my older sister in my arms as she rested her head on me. I kissed her forehead gently and then she raised her head up to the sparkling discolored sky. "Is there anything you wish you had.