Once inside the forest, Sandra noticed the temperature dropped a little. However, it was still enjoyable. She followed the shortest trail, and it cris...scrossed through the forest. It was exiting for Sandra, because she never knew what was around the next corner. Again, she was surprised by herself when she noticed how disappointed she was, every time she didn't see anyone on the trail ahead of her.And then, finally, after the next corner she took, she could see a few people, in the distance,. David held his sister by the hips and furiously pounded in and out of her inflamed pussy; as his orgasm approached he increased the tempo. Jennifer had never achieved orgasm before when being taken from behind; but the speed and intensity of her brother’s fucking summoned an intense climax; she wriggled her hips and gyrated her arse against David’s pulsating cock as her cunt once again convulsed in a series of orgasmic spasms.Jennifer held onto the desk; her head bowed her knees quivering,. “Please Miss Gloria, I really can’t take any more. Please let me go. Please stop. I have had enough.” I was desperately begging her to stop. But I knew this feeling of panic having experienced it many times before. Such is the life of being a masochist. You know fine well that after the event you have a really good wank remembering your ordeal. “Do you think back in the old day's prisoners were shown mercy, that the birching would stop because it was too painful? Of course not! Six strokes you. And still Beth's hands were relentless, running up and down the insidesof her thighs, across the little space between her ass and her balls, upher tummy and into her navel and back down again, circling Sissy's sexorgans but never touching them. Beth speeded up her fingers to tickle andtorment Sissy even more, then started teasing Sissy with a mocking voice."Oh, what's the matter, can't my little sissy boy come? Is my girly-girlall turned on and can't get relief? Does she want me to stop and let.