Maine apni jeebh uski choot mein ghusa di aur apne jeebh se usko sehlane laga, woh ek dum se sihar gayi aur apne hathon se mere sir ko apni choot pe j...or jor se dabane lagi main usse chatta raha raha uski choot ekdum se gili hogayi phir ussne mere sir ko jor se apni tangon se padak liya aur siskariyan lete hue jhad gayi aur usko chatta raha. Phir jab who thoda hosh mein aayi to usne mujhe upper kheencha aur mujhe chumne lagi, phir usne mera pullover nikala meri chati par kiss karne lagi jor jor. “Oops!” I giggled. “I’m drooling sperm!” I giggled again.“Stop that!” Ted half commanded, half laughed.“Stop it or what?” I giggled again.“Stop giggling or I’m going to have no choice but to….”“But to what?” I giggled again.“No choice but to take you upstairs to bed and fuck you!”“Mmmmm!” I giggled. “So let me get this straight? My punishment for giggling is that you’re going to fuck my cock-hungry pussy?”“Damned right!” Ted laughed. “I’m going to punish your naughty little pussy! Punish it. Now my turn and one hand was below her and my left hand has to be beside her head. I moved over her and rested my head over her bosom and started to breathe heavily as those melons were huge and tempting.Her breath too changed. I bit her over the bra unable to control and she moaned and scolded rascal. I apologized for my behavior, asked if her size was 34D and continued the game. We started to sweat as it was longing and both were striving to win. She said how could I guess so accurately. I. With two paces, I am stood behind you, and almost before you know it, three strokes of the belt have landed. I pause, with one last blow remaining. I can see you trembling as you know there is one more to come, one hard one. I move my arm, the belt whipping through the air, landing hard across both cheeks, a loud slap as it connects. Your back arches and your head snaps back, as you scream in agony from the blow. I throw the belt onto the bed and walk to the table to get my drink. I turn and.