One! she cried out, only having a moment to register that whoever was beating her certainly wasnt shy about holding back before the next came crashing... done. Two! The strokes were just as strong, if not more so, than Toms. He obviously had told this person to give the job his best effort. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! the strokes came and came. Tom had always seemed to space them out a bit, taking her reaction into consideration, and giving her a little breather when it seemed like she needed it.. She’d had to write up an aide and wasn’t particularly happy about that. As she came through the side door into the incredibly cluttered house, she dumped her large bag on the floor next to the sofa bed she slept on and stared at it. She’d remembered all the times in the last week she and Trin had spent exploring each other on it. Trin had dubbed it the, ‘couch of sucking’ as it’s iron fold-out body was always consuming various mattresses, pieces of bedding and cushions. Trin had a difficult. Rex: "No, Cassie don't!"But it's too late. By the time Rex finishes his sentence, Cassie has already handcuffed her left wrist to your right wrist.Cassie(looking at Rex): "What? They're just trick handcuffs."(looking at you): "Right?"John: "They're not mine."Cassie: "Then whose are they?"Rex: "They're Dad's. And they're real."Cassie: "Oh...well we can call Dad and he'll come with the key."Rex: "It may not be that easy."Cassie: "Why not?"Rex: "Those are an old pair of handcuffs. The key to them. I am a very fair person and when erect, tip of my penis looks reddish or rose. She liked it seems and she smiled at me.By the time i had raised her saree and underskirt which was blue in colour matching her blue sari.I do not know why still remember the blue colour as her panties was also blue.I put my hand in side her pant and started feeling her pussy. It was warm and wet. I knew she was excited. I put my finger in her pussy and started giving her finger fuck. She was enjoying it. Of course.