He had his feet up on the coffee table; she sat on her feet as womenare inclined to do, with her head on his shoulder. "You wonder what "what" feels l...ike?" he murmured. It was a lazy Sunday afternoon,and he was barely awake. The combination of the heat from the cozy fire andthe movie that she had chosen to watch left him somnambulant. "Hanging by her thumbs." She answered. "The pirates are going to hang theEnglish girl by her thumbs unless she tells them where the strongbox full ofgold is. ‘It’s Mason,’ he said quietly, and his words had the sound of discussion-ending power to them too. Lenei was conscious of the fact that she had not moved her hand from his chest, her fingers curled slightly, enjoying the silky feeling of his shirt over his skin, and the warmth that radiated from his flesh. ‘Go back to Salvia, Mason,’ she whispered. She realized she was shaking from head to toe, and not from cold. Here was everything she had ever wanted, everything she had imagined when she. I was ready to mount her, her juices were dripping from her cunt to her ass crack and further to the bed sheet. I started kissing her and my cock kissed her cunt lips. I pushed it slightly further. The tip went in and she hugged me tightly, rather very tightly. As soon as my cock felt the wetness and warmness of her cunt, it went further in greedily. Slowly my 7” cock completely disappeared in her cunt and my balls touched her ass crack. That was strange, as I had heard and read that it was. Robert could feel his cock starting to stir so he quickly peeled her from his body and took her over to the couch. Sitting down, he gave a small jerk on her arm, causing her to fall across his lap.Moving her around until her arse was in the right position he brought the belt down across the middle of her ass. The next one was across her seat area, the third one just below the first one. Each time the belt struck Tamina squealed loudly, her arse bouncing as three stripes appearing on her arse in.