We’ll have to see if we get the bruises I want. You might need more later.”“Yes, Sir.”“Now the other side. Arch up.” She did, though she k...new it was going to hurt. She wanted the bruises, too. Liked when he squeezed her ass and it caught her breath.Crack, crack, crack.“One dozen, Sir.” This side was more sensitive. Why was that?The last dozen were harder, pushing her limits. Finally, she could say, “Two dozen, Sir.”“Good girl.” He walked away, came back a few minutes later. “I have a few. I asked my best friend, Chloe, to come to our house but she was going to visit her grand parents for the weekend with her parents. I didn’t really mind being alone because I had a lot of revision to do. I was sat in the kitchen with my laptop when there was a knock at the door.“Hey” I said to Tyler. “Jordin’s not here” “I know. She said she’s finishing work in about 15 minutes, I thought I would wait here for her if that’s okay with you” He said.“Yeah sure. Come in”Great! This was both my dream. He didn’t care, he didn’t think twice about what would happen if she woke up, he didn’t care. All he cared about was fucking the shit out of that woman spread out underneath him and he didn’t care who saw at that point because that pussy was now his. Forever, nothing could change the fact that he violated that box, penetrated the inner sanctum of her womanhood and felt every soft fold of her honey pot thrusting the bulbous head of his shaft firmly against the back of her pussy. There was. Suddenly her husband pulled the truck up to the house. blew the air horn, Allan ran out the back door dick swinging In the air. Had left his pants inside. Trucker came in and found his wife fresh fucked and knew it. her well shaved pussy was really red. She told him she had fingered her self. Then he found his pants, his wallet and the wrapper of the tickler. he was pissed. He went to Allan's house and pulled him out. Sawed off shotgun and told him if he fucked her again, would blow his head.