“I don’t think I can,” I spoke surely into the phone. “I have so much work going on right now, there is no way that they would let me get away.... I will have to come see you some other time.” “Dammit Abby,” Henry yelled quietly into the phone. “Stop pretending with me. I know what's going on, and you need to stop. I know that I made some mistakes, but you are still my sister. Don’t pull yourself away from us all like that. You are being nothing more then a selfish brat.” “Fuck off Henry,” I. She glanced sideways again and was happy that Ella was with her to soothe her burning bottom afterwards and to cuddle her. That was a bonus, she told herself. Then, the third spank landed, and the fourth, and Camilla stopped thinking about why she was being spanked or what Ella would do afterwards, and focused on the continuing spanks.Mrs. Wilson kept her stern look but was very happy to be able to spank Camilla. She had wanted to spank a girl her age for several years but, until now, had never. I feel his thumbs spread my ass cheeks and I know he's getting an eyeful of my most personal parts. I feel so deliciously exposed. One hand reaches around me and grabs my breast as I feel his cock press up between my legs. "Yes!", I moan, to let him know I'm okay without more foreplay.He pushes into me and my nipples get so hard I could cut glass with them. I reach between my thighs to diddle my clit as he drives full stroke into me. I figure he'll probably go off too soon again, but after. The girl upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.With effort, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the teenagers moving up and down. They didn’t give the figure another glance. It was nondescript. Alien but unremarkable. They twisted their bodies to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their phones. On the second floor, the sounds of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a girl in there, a.