It turns me on, what about you? Do you like to be watched, or do you just prefer to be the voyeur?" she wondered.She could tell I was really nervous, ...so she gave me a big fat kiss on the lips. It lasted for over a minute, and then she took my hand. She put it right onto her pussy, and to no surprise, it was like was getting to see The Notebook for the first time again. I just felt something inside me burning, in a good way I mean."Play with it, I don't mind," she whispered.So, we both began. Do you understand?” My brain raced – twelve, and I had to be grateful and ask for each one. What else could he possible ask of me to make this more demeaning? Still, strapped down straddling this stool, with my already red ass high in the air in the perfect position for punishing, I was hardly in a position to negotiate. Besides, the earlier ministrations over his knee, followed by the paddling and corner time, had banished any last thoughts I may have had that I was anything but under his. The horny shit sphincter was stretched to bursting around her young son's cock, sucking on the veined prick shaft as it stabbed relentlessly into the depths of her bowels. There was some pain as his cock burrowed into her asshole, but it was more than compensated for by a delicious pleasure that grew stronger every second. Soon the horny mother was humping fast and hard, whimpering as she held her ass cheeks apart, eagerly fucking her tender, horny asshole onto the satisfying stiffness of her. I thought she was over me too. What Rea said really got to me, and I just really wanted to get back at her, and I tried to grab the easy way out, and pull you into our mess. I didn’t think about what it would be like for you, or how saying I was dating you probably was really hurtful, considering we’re not dating and I was lying to save my own skin.” ‘So this is why he wants to be a communications specialist,’ I thought. “But I really like you, Aya. I told Rea straightforwardly what I feel.