“Oh, god, Koushik, please… don’t stop… oh, my god… oh, my god… oh, please… deeper…” I started babbling incoherently.I was arching my... hips up to meet each of Koushik’s plunging thrusts. I was now lifting my bottom up, off the bed, to allow him to plunge as deeply as possible.I felt my climax begin to quake across my core.I arched my hips up and the first wave of convulsions crashed through me, sending a massive spasm through my vagina and womb.“Oh, god… oh, god… oh, Koushik… I am Cumming…” I was. Once inside the brightly lit lobby, he blows heat into his hands then exchanges words with a girl working the front desk. Her hair is pulled tightly into ponytails dangling from either side of her head, makeup severe. The way she’s dressed makes her appear as though she’s Japanese anime: short flared-out pink skirt, white tight-fitting blouse, cherry-red Hello Kitty backpack. A single fluorescent tube buzzes in the ceiling overhead. Her perfume is cheap and singes his nostrils while her. Oooooooo that is so hot. And then he did a very strange and arousing thing....he crept across the bedroom floor, leaned over the bed right over George's spent cock, opened his mouth and I could see his daddy cum dripping out on George's cock. Oh my god, I had to sit down before I fainted.George's parents went downstairs together, to clean up I am guessing. I dared to step across the hall to look at George's cum covered cock and was shocked to see him rubbing his fingers in the mixed cum of his. It had to be a hard Spanky, Spanky today. "It has to be a hard 'Spanky, Spanky' today!" I informed her. "Fetch the cane!" I didn't use the cane much. Often a hard hand spanking or a session with my reddish brown leather spanking strap sufficed. But not today! Today I was feeling particularly sadistic and unforgiving. The cheeks of my girlfriend would have to be beaten soundly by my faithful rattan rod. It never, ever let me down. "I said to fetch the cane, Yasuko!" There was a certain.