“Now press back against me and bear down a bit.” My cock moved another inch into the tight, hot hole. “Oh that’s nice,” Mike whispered breat...hily. His eyes were closed but now opened to see Carol smiling up at him. He pushed back another inch or so. “Fuck me, Steve,” Mike said, staring straight into my wife’s eyes. I now took over the motion and pressed forward slowly. Once I had about half my shaft inside Mike’s anus I pulled back and gave him several short strokes. This had the desired result. Her skin is turning red, not the deep angry red of recently whipped skin, but the reddish glow of irritated skin. And tap tap tap it goes. We must be well past 100 taps now, and again I increase the strength a bit. But no too much. Tap tap tap. Anna is squirming now, the taps becoming noticeable if not actually painful. And still I go on. When I guess that we are at about 150, I increase the strength a third time. But not too much. It is still a rapid rain of light swats with a wooden rod. Tap. I felt cock pressing at my lips and opened them, the hard cock entered my mouth and I guessed my husband was taking advantage of my throat now, he held my hair at the back of my head, forcing his cock in and out of my lips, pushing in and out much more forcefully than usual. I could see flashes and hear clicking and I guessed that the other guy was now taking pictures of me receiving cock, no doubt that was why my husband was holding my long red hair up out of the way now.A few seconds later I. The noise of me stroking my nylon legs is driving you crazy. I can see and nice erection in your pants, and you almost look embarrassed and try hiding it. Time for a pee for me, so I slowly sneak into the bushes, feeling really dirty and horny, because I have just seen your erection in your pants, just from looking at my legs. I can see you from where I am squat, and slowly pull my pantyhose down, keeping eye contact with you as I start gushing over the grass, only today, I am also stroking my.