A small red checkered plaid skirt. Knee highs. Two ponytails. Nasty. Begging for it. Ass in the air on the bed facing me. She turned her head an...d looked back. She asked to be taught a lesson. A good one. That was enough to make you come cum right there. Jesus.She was thrown down. Her panties ripped off. Eaten. She moaned and begged like the best of them. Her smell and taste was great.She begged to be choked and spanked. She wanted that while being fucked. Kinky. She was a cute tight. ”There was no further arguing with that. Altan said, “Yes, Father,” and went to the small lean-to that had been added on to the side of the one-room house for him to sleep in. He heard the padlock being put in place on the other side of the door. This didn’t surprise him all that much, though, as his father locked him into the lean-to and out of the main room of the house on the nights he was going to fuck his wife. He didn’t want his son to walk in on his surprise that happened between an. Don’t you ever come near me again.’ **** Natalie could hear the music playing in the street outside. A mournful song filled with sadness and bitterness and the call to prayer would soon follow as she dressed for dinner. She wanted to dress for comfort but also for style. She chose black cotton pants with a white silk blouse and strappy black heels. She looked lovely and knew it. The small gang had gathered together in the main dining room and she counted seven familiar faces minus the photog on. In rapid succession she rolled my bottoms off of my narrow hips before tugging her own down and stepping out of them. We stood naked and exhilarated, our eyes washing over each other's bodies hungrily. Christy's amazing tits were perfectly round, her nipples tiny. Her narrow waist and slender legs were a tantalizing compliment to the thigh gap just below her freshly waxed pussy. I knew Eric must already be going crazy at the thought of having both of us. My suspicion was quickly confirmed as.