Though, the two men simply moved on and two took their place. Her ass had two rough hands gripping it, no doubt the same man that was punishing her h...ole. She had to admit, she always heard stories about men with small dicks, but wherever they were, they were not here. Swiftly wrapping her drenched hands on the new tools, she continued her job, the sperm on her hands acting as a lubricant. Perhaps one thing she regretted was the fact that she had been separated from her friends, but she was. So, we have gotten back to the current day. I was working one afternoon last week and my phone rang. I did not recognize the number, but things were slow at work and something made me pick it up. When I heard the caller speak, I smiled. It was Allen. We chatted for a while about “old times” and before the call was over, we had come up with a plan. The following Monday would be “go time”. He wanted it and I wanted it.Over the next few days, we chatted on and off again. Allen had suggested we get. The punishment of my penis continued. I soon heard then felt him cum on my chest. He rubbed it in and rubbed some onto my penis while still slapping, twisting and pinching him hard.He shifted his position allowing his balls to fall into my mouth. I sucked on them eagerly. That was when I felt his hand grab my sack and the punishment went there. Slapping and pulling and pinching and twisting my sack until I moaned out.he rode my face for abit then he gave me the hardest penis testicle slap of. In that moment I wanted to be sexy for her.Mom pulled me close to her and I felt her hands come around behind me. One of her hands went to my back while the other rested firmly against my ass pressing my pussy into hers. My nipples instantly hardened as I felt the heat of her bald pussy. The scent of us filled my nostrils as I felt my mother breathing heavily on my neck. Mom rocked her hips back and forth in a fucking motion as her fingers slid down the crack of my ass. I felt my juices running.