He was so into spanking her that he didn't notice I was watching.
Debbie Sue was almost naked. All she wore were panties, and they were pulled down to her thighs, with her ass exposed.
She was stretched face down across Mr. Vickers' lap. Her tits pressed his leg, and her crotch was right on his stiff cock.
Mr. Vickers was hot and sweating, which made his face all shiny and red. He had taken off his jacket, unknotted his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and rolled up his shirtsleeves. He meant business when he spanked us!
I wanted to rub my bottom and take some of the soreness out of it, but I thought that if I moved, I might call attention to myself, and not be able to watch.
Debbie Sue moaned and cried on his lap, but she was loving it. She's such a little slut, well, not so little, if you ever saw the size of her tits.
Her nipples were stiff from the spanking, and as Mr. Vickers swatted her ass, she rubbed her crotch against his cock.
Her bottom was getting bright red under his hand, but his penis must have been getting even hotter with her crotch rubbing it.
He was getting too hot to keep on spanking us, and ready to move on to other things. He gave Debbie Sue a few more hard swats.
He stopped spanking her. His eyes were staring down at her red bottom. Debbie Sue covered her face with her hands and went boo-hoo-hoo.
He patted her and told her that her punishment was over. He eased her off his lap and made her stand facing him.
Debbie Sue whined, "My bottom hurts!"
"I'll kiss it and make it better," Mr. Vickers said.
He put his hands on her hips and turned her so that her backside faced him. He bent forward and kissed her ass.
Debbie Sue moaned when his face pressed her ass. He kissed it, then he licked it up and down, making the red cheeks wet with his spit.
Debbie Sue leaned forward, shoving her ass back in his face.
After a while, Mr. Vickers lifted his face from her ass. He said, "Ellen, you may come out of the corner now and join us."
"Thank you, Mr. Vickers," I said.
I went to him and stood beside Debbie Sue. You know what Debbie Sue looks like, since I know that she loves to talk about herself.
So, I'll tell you what I look like. I'm shorter than Debbie Sue and a lot more rounded, with thick black hair which falls on my back and on my tits.
I have dark eyes and olive skin and wide lips. I don't wear much make-up, but I do like to wear a little eye shadow and liner, just to make the eyes look even wider and deeper, since they're one of the best features on my face.
I am stacked. That's one thing I don't have to pretend to be modest about.
I've got big tits, a skinny waist, wide hips, and a big round ass (but not a fat one!). I'm short but really built.
The only girl working for Beverly who's bigger in the bust than me is Tina, and she's a lot taller, too, almost half a head.
But I'm almost as big in the tits. Besides, Tina's almost two years older than me, and I'm still growing, so who's to say that I won't get bigger, and pass her?
My tits are as big as most grown women, maybe bigger than most. All the females in my family – my mother, aunt, sisters – are all built big.
I haven't heard a complaint yet, from any boy or man – or from any female, either. As you can guess, I'm proud of my physique.
My nipples are fat. They're about the size of grapes, pasted to the tips of my melon-sized tits. The nipples were stiff when I joined Debbie Sue.
We two bad girls stood side by side, facing Mr. Vickers. I hung my head like I was ashamed, and looked down at my feet, and Debbie Sue did the same.
But my nipples were standing straight out, and my pussy lips were quivering like crazy, and my bottom was red and burning.
Mr. Vickers said that he was sorry he had to punish us (liar!), but that he hoped it had done some good, and that we had learned not to misbehave.
He asked us if we would be good girls. He asked us one at a time. He asked me first and I nodded and said I sure would be a good girl.
Then he asked Debbie Sue the same question, and she gave him the same answer. He said that he would see if we were sincere in our desire to be good, or if we were just pretending. If we were faking, we would be spanked some more.
We both cried out and begged him please, no more spankings. He said that it was all up to us, and depended on our conduct.
Would we be his good little girls, and do all that he wanted?
Sure we would…
That's when he started touching and kissing us. He patted my hip and squeezed it and then started rubbing my thigh.
He reached out with his other hand and touched Debbie Sue right square on her stiff nipple. She went, "Oh!" like she was surprised.
He told us to sit down on his lap. He held his legs spread apart, and had me and Debbie Sue each sit on one of his legs.
I sat on his right thigh, and she sat on his left. We faced each other, our knees touching and bumping.
He put his arm around my waist and hers and hugged us. He had a double handful of girl. He kissed each of us.
He kissed me on the mouth and stuck his tongue in my mouth. He rubbed my tongue and he pressed his lips real hard on my mouth.
He felt my tits while he kissed me. Then he stopped kissing me, reached for Debbie Sue, put his hand on the back of her neck, pulled her head down to his, pressed his open mouth on hers, and stuck his tongue in it.
The way we sat on his legs, our tits were right under his face, under his nose. Under his mouth, especially when he kissed and sucked them.
He pulled me to him and rubbed his face against my tits. He was sweating and the sweat made his skin slippery. It smeared on my tits.
While he played with my tits, he put his hand on Debbie Sue's thigh. He rubbed her inner thighs but didn't touch her pussy just yet.
He kissed my tits all over, but especially on the stiff nipples, which I must say were much bigger than Debbie Sue's.
He nibbled on my nipples and ran his tongue back and forth over them. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and whipped it with his tongue.
My nipples were stiff and the licking felt real sexy.
He played games with my tits. He had to stop rubbing Debbie Sue between the legs. But he took hold of her hand and pressed it in his crotch.
His thing was all hard and Debbie Sue rubbed it through his pants.
He used both hands on my tits. He cupped them, one in each palm, like he was weighing them. He pulled them apart and pushed them together.
He pushed them real close, so they were really plumped up, and moved them so the nipples were right close together, jutting out side by side.
Then he stuffed both in his mouth. He had to stretch his mouth at the corners to take both nipples in at once.
He jammed them in his mouth and held them with his lips, pulling and sucking them. Having them pushed up like that made them ache a little.
My bottom was sore from that spanking, and I kept squirming and shifting on his thigh, trying to get comfortable.
Debbie Sue was doing the same thing, but when she really started rubbing his hard cock, it was his turn to squirm in his seat.
Finally one of my nipples popped free from his mouth. He sighed and sucked the other one for a while longer.
Then he took the other nipple out of his mouth. He had me push up my tits, and pull my head down so that my chin was on my chest.
My tits are big enough so that when I did that, I could rub them against my face, and lick and kiss my own nipples, which Mr. Vickers had been doing.
While I did that, he felt and fondled Debbie Sue's tits, kissed and sucked them.
At last he took his mouth off her tits. Her nipples are usually pale pink, but after the sucking they were dark and red.
He put his hands on the backs of our necks, pushing our heads together. He wanted us to kiss, so kiss we did.