”She stroked and caressed my ass gently for several minutes, then moved to my shaft. I quickly became erect and began to moan. I couldn’t help but... feel affection for her. I couldn’t force my brain to realize that the person who was making me feel good was the same one who had been torturing me.“If you beg me to brand you, if you convince me that you’ve really learned your place, then I won’t need to punish you any more for now. Do you think you can do it?”“Yes master!”“Then beg.”“Please, I want. I slowed my kissing, removed my hand from between her legs to just snuggle next to her. She turned sideways cupping my face in her hands and kissed me.Catching her breath, “Wow, that was amazing daddy. You hit my spot. Eric hasn't done that without me telling him what to do.”I whispered to her, “He does his best I'm sure. He wants to please you and he does love you. I might have a couple of years more experience at this, sweetness.”“I know, I won't compare him to you again. It's not fair to him. Now she asked me fuck her ass in that position. I got on my knees and entered my shaft easily in to her ass. My dick was already soaked by her intense orgasm. I was riding her like an Arabian horse squeezing her swinging pendulums. She was growling like a tigress and stroking me backward with every thrust.Suddenly Robi pushed the door slowly and commenced to the live theater.Even though he was my best friend but I was annoyed. He woke up could not see me in the bed and ascertained his target.. Fatima had taken up residence on the hammock that was to the far side of the room. Patrick was standing, with knees slightly bent and crouched so his cock was level with Fatimas wet opening. He was slowly working his dick in and out of her, with Fatima’s slender body arched back and loose on the hammock. I saw Laurie to my left, on top of Jordan, both on the floor. She was riding him up and down, aggressively and passionately. Her hands were working around Jordan’s biceps and chest as she rode.