Extreme young amateur fisted in her destroyed ass and cunt

I climbed into the front and left one leg on the pavement whilst Debbie climbed onto the back seat on her hands and knees. What a sight we must have been. Back at the cottage we unloaded the shopping and went in. Two things happened; firstly I dropped one of those French stick breads and didn’t even realise. John told me to pick up the ‘arm pit bread’ and I just looked at him blankly. When I asked him what he meant he pointed to the bread and said, “How do most of the French people carry their bread home? Have a look round next time were out.” The second thing that happened was that I forgot to take my clothes off as soon as I got into the cottage. Jon told Big Tits me that I was going to be punished for that. Debbie has disappeared to the toilet and was naked when she returned and went outside for a swim. It has been a few weeks since my backside had been tanned and I was (I admit it) getting a bit complacent at times. Jon looked round for something to warm my backside and came back with a spatula from the kitchen. We then went outside and I bent over and grabbed my ankles, which were about a foot apart. Jon then proceeded to give me 20 swats with me counting them and thanking him. Debbie watched all this and then said to me, “I don’t know why you put up with Jon doing that?” I replied, “Two reasons, firstly I deserved it, and secondly I enjoyed it.” Debbie said, “Hmm, okay then, but I wouldn’t enjoy it.” “You just don’t know what you’re missing girl!” I said, and ran a finger over my wet pussy the licked it. Debbie did the same then licked her finger. I moaned a little as she touched cunt my pussy. Debbie then said, “One day – maybe.” That night we walked further down the road until we came to that little village. I young wore a halter-top that wasn’t really big enough, and a thin cotton ‘A’ skirt (Jon’s choice, probably because it was windy). Debbie also wore a thin cotton ‘A’ skirt and the crop top that she wore to Pézenas. We found the only café / bar in the place and doubled its customer count. We sat at a table outside and had a very pleasant evening. As I’ve said it was a bit windy and quite a few times when we were leaning back in our chairs, Debbie’s and / or my skirt flew up. A few men were looking at us but all they would have seen was our bare stomachs. The light wasn’t that good, and we had our legs quite close together. As we left the village to go back to the cottage, Jon told us to strip off and we all walked back in the dark, naked. It was a good job the moon was out because there were no streetlights. Jon wanted to get a good nights sleep that night so I slept with Debbie. After a long lesbian (I suppose) session we both fell asleep in each other’s arms. Wednesday I woke up early feeling very happy and sexy, to find Debbie playing with my clit. She’d just brought me to a beautiful orgasm when I heard Jon moving around in his bathroom. I wanted to return the complement to Debbie, but I just had to get up quick. I jumped up, kissed Debbie on her lower lips and left to get the breakfast. As usual it was a lovely, warm, sunny morning and I set out the food on the table out the back. Jon came out, jumped in the pool and did a couple of lengths before coming for breakfast. As he anal was drinking his coffee he told me to bend over and touch my ankles. He then said, “I thought so; you’ve cum this morning haven’t you?” Feeling a bit guilty and submissive I said, “Yes, Master. Debbie woke me up by finger fucking me.” “Right then, get me hard then sit on my lap.” I didn’t need any more of an invitation; I squatted down and fisting took him in my mouth. It wasn’t long before his dick was pointing towards the sky and I was lowering myself onto him. Spring Break, gonna have a hellava time tonight, fires on the beach, cook-outs, wine, beer, nothing but a friggin’ ball, Ursula was finally ready, tonight was the night. “Have it your way,” he shrugs, and moves the knife back towards my pelvis. Two of the girls had not brought a boy so there were only four boys who changed into swimmers and went down to the pool area. The sliding door on Big Tits the bottom level opened to a fenced in area with fisting a pool. “Love you,” Scoop moaned into Lady Jaye’s mouth as he gave six quick thrusts. She is driving one of the trucks, Very good. He’d just have to take the roll and show the men how it was done. “Justin! I could show you how,” John offered brashly. “That was a bit condescending wasn’t it young Will?” I said. He looked down at the little girl. The weather man says its supposed to be sunny and warm all weekend and you anal know what that means…pool time!!” Lauren had always enjoyed our time swimming whether it be the fact that I picked her up and threw her or tried to get her on top of my shoulders and lift her out of the water without drowning myself in the process. "Oh fuck I'm so sorry Ash! And it was all I could do to keep from blowing my load up his ass, right then and there! Another drunk girl was holding a beer bottle to her pussy and looking like cunt she wanted to see how much of it she could get up her. yesssss……..yessss….. “Don’t worry about it, I actually find it pretty flattering. My bump was sooo sensitive after.”