It would have been great with me. Instead, he slid his curvy boner across my pussy and my clitoris about ten or twelve times. He rubbed his cock again...st my butt hole, and up to my clit again, real fucking slow, about ten more times. Didn't try to push it in. He got his cock head up in my cleft and rubbed it around. He was all oily, and so now I was too. Not every boy does that. I didn't have to cue him, either. I was close before he got his dick in me.''Donnie, you can slide that cock in any. It was so surreal, but my cum ran out of my Mrs. Goodall's pussy. I made her into the whore I always knew she was. I had lusted after her despite hating her for all my adolescent years. For the next week I could fuck her how ever I wanted because of my new powers.And I was hard right now despite cumming in her cunt minutes ago.I stared at her rump wiggling back and forth. She moaned with such wanton delight as she blew Daniel. He groaned, pleasure crossing his face. He ran a hand through his. She slipped from off my lap and quickly started unfastening my Bermuda shorts. “Let’s see what we have going on down here,” she noted, digging past the waistband of my bikini briefs to feel for my rapidly expanding tool.“Nice package,” she noted as she wrapped her fingers around the shaft of my tool. I grabbed the sidearms of the chair, allowing her to strip me of any last vestige of dignity. I was now fully exposed and completely naked. My eight-inch cock arched upwards against my lower. We even went to a posh country sports shop and bought a riding crop together, leaving little doubt in the shopkeeper’s mind what was going to be cropped. Or whose! Some nights, I went to bed with a stinging red bottom for ten minutes. Others I would stand in the corner with my hands on my head and tears running down my face from genuine pain. Sometimes, we’d “do my spanking” like it was a chore and then get into bed to read, other times, it would develop via rubbing and caress into lovemaking..