You have no answer for him. You remain silent. This was a mistake. SLAP! You stiffen as his hand lands hard on your upturned ass. You exhale loudly. �...��I asked you a question, and expect an answer!’ Your ass burns as you stutter out an answer, ‘I don’t know Sir.’ ‘That will cost you, count for me.’ Slap after slap comes across your ass, your cheeks are bright red with handprints. You are on fire. You also have a river of wetness running down your legs. You are so hot! After counting to ten for. Eventually she agreed, and a few intimate embraces took place. The Crowd Demand More.But it wasn't enough for the crowd. With one pose that involved Jane lying on her back, the male model was instructed to climb above her, with his hands astride her body close to her breasts. Jane could feel his breath on her face and exposed breasts.Despite the simulated sexual position, no physical contact was involved at that time, but then the photographers suggested that Jane part her legs and raise her. I kept my lips on hers the whole time and as soon as she was on her back I parted my lips slightly and began running my tongue over her lips. On the third or fourth time around her lips she parted her lips as well and my tongue slipped right inside her mouth in search of her tongue. When her tongue came into contact with mine I felt an instant shock run though my body heading right for my pussy. A low moan escaped through me and went right into Tasha’s mouth. When my tongue stopped sliding. "It's time boy. Time to fuck a slut," he whispered to his youngest son. Troy was a stallion. His cock was ready to burst from throbbing during the entire time his brother had intercourse with Lori and while he ate Julia. Ken gave instructions to his son. "We'll get the sluts to do all the work. He'll get the show of his fucking life... I'll bet the asshole is jacking off right now." He knew his son would understand what he said about Andy. Andy was almost worn to a frazzle. He was fast becoming.