OH BABY FUCK IT HARD, HURT ME, I’M CUMMMIIINNNNGGGGGG Oh damn……it just don’t stop……better…and better......oohhhhaaarrgghhIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE...EEE” and she began pushing and pulling her pussy along his cock, fucking him hard; ramming back onto his gargantuan length of meat as he just held it there. I swear it was as if she was possessed, unable to comprehend any thought while under the spell of the intense pleasure flooding her mind and encapsulating her body. With each rearward thrust of her. I was very comfortable with him. He helped me unzip my dress and I removed my panties. I have an athletic body and small breasts. My pussy is trimmed and neat. Mr. Smith helped me into the tub. He got some soap and washed my back. He used his hand at first and then the wash cloth. He told me to just relax and close my eyes. He read some poetry from one of his favorite books. He sat on the toilet, reading it to me. I closed my eyes and listened to every word. When he finished reading the. ’Janate ho, main aath (eight) bar khalas hui. Lekin Pyas aur badh gayee…Boor KO to tumne dhun diya….lekin adbhut anand ke saath. Boor phoolkar Pua ho gayi hai.’ (Pua-A delicious sweet item-made from stirred flour with dry fruits, deep fried in oil and then dipped in saffron added milk)‘Achha! Dekhun to…Mujhe Pua bahut pasand hai. Thoda taste karoon…?’‘Bas tumhe to bahana chahiye – Boor dekhne ka aur chatne-chodne ka…’We laughed. I stretched my hand, patted her Boor and caressed lovingly. This. Short sharp slaps were heard. A crowd had already gathered in a room which was usually quite quiet. Marlene and Yolanda had both been involved in mutual spanking before but not together. It was a form of sexfight. The first to have an orgasm would be considered the loser. Yolanda had expected some retaliation from Marlene and was happy they would get over their squabble with some spanking. Marlene swung with all her might and hit the Italian’s buns square across with such force that the.