At my house, Mike started by asking me to undress. I did and stood there in my skintight boxers, my hairy belly and chest protruding. He then asked my... wife to fetch the thick cane from his car. She did. He told her that 'd been drinking heavily and he wanted to punish me. My wife actually giggled. I couldn't believe it! He ordered me to put my hands behind my back. "When I strike your husband's belly, start counting," he told my wife. He then proceeded to cane my belly twenty times with my wife. I need to fuck her immediately. But being my first fuck, it took some time to enter inside her. I boast to own a 7 inch cock which was quiet big for a college boy.She was wet and already discharged which help me to enter inside her easily. But though I got the entry, I was getting restriction ahead. I find her inner walls tightening around my dick all the way I was pushing. I was able to push deeper widening her walls, but it was paining for both of us. I was sure it was quiet a size for her. Is something unquestionably not meant to be shoved into a woman firmly driven and then pounded and then pushed back and forth inside of my vagina. Let's be right up front. My stretched pussy. Stretched, wet, very well fucked, and, always a bit hungry, hole.Most women worry about how tight they are, but I'm not in their league. A guy doesn't stay with a gal because she's a tight virginal fuck. He stays with her because she's available and dirty as hell in bed. 'Available' being the key word. His back was to the window. I pulled his head between my legs.I could feel his tongue darting inside of me. Already, I was wet and his touch was electric through me. I arched my back. I thought about Karissa in the other room, her body rising over Jake."I've wanted this for so long," said Tabb. I wrapped my legs around his neck to pull him back onto my pussy. While he ate me out, I thought about everything I was doing this for. This was for her, for Karissa. This was for me, for my business..