"Her entire body was shaking with desire as she lifted her own wet panties to her face.I was enjoying her little show. "What do you smell Sarah?"Sarah... looked at me, silently begging me with her eyes ... She found no compassion in them."Sex," she whispered.I smiled slowly..."Now tell me you still believe you don't want to be spanked..."She looked at me ... still defiant to the end... "You don't know me," she simmered, "You can't know what I 'believe'."I laughed... "Now ask me how much I care. This was something different. His penis felt much larger than before and I clenched my eyes closed as I felt him push into me. My cunt slowly swallowed his throbbing member. I could feel him twitching as he squeezed inside me. He eased out a little, then pushed back in again gaining a little more ground this time, both hands now firmly on my bottom. He repeated this a few more times until he was as deep inside me as was humanly possible; I thought I might burst. Despite my wetness, he felt. I walked to the kitchen unannounced, and saw her standing in front of the stove cooking. Dressed in her strapless stretch-knit pink mini-dress and silver heels, she looked even more tempting and mouth-watering than the prime rib she was preparing. Silently I slid up behind her. She stood still and I saw she’d put down the spoon she had in her hand. I spun her around quickly and wrapped My arms around her, pulling her to Me and into My kiss. Her gasp was caught in My mouth and at first I felt. Candy's generous tits fell out and Gemma pinched both nipples hard. Pushing Gemma back against the counter top forced her legs apart and Candy's first and second fingers shot into her already wet cunt. Candy expertly fingered Gemma's g-spot until she trembled to a climax and shot a stream of juice all over the floor. Candy insisted that Gemma reciprocate using a blue strap-on dildo that magically appeared from a cupboard. Candy pulled her zip right down, stepped out of the uniform dress, and.