It sounded louder than the pain I felt, his open-handed smack on my buttocks, it left a warm glowing feeling that mingled and mixed with the pleasure ...he was administering on my open pussy, I groaned, and in doing so I began to wonder if this man was really celibate or sexually immature, after all he was doing to me what sounded absurd, such a short time ago.A second then third smack came and went, the realization I was taking it in my stride drove him into the need for something more painful,. She might have shaved , for I did not see any hair out of her front side panty lines.Her boobs were supple and cleavage was clean. She was not white.Little dark in her appearance.I never realized dark people could be so beautiful. She searched for her something , may be she did not find them. So she went in again.The second time she returned at 06:20. She had no clothes on her body.She had a thick black bush over her vagina. Her nipples were pitch black . Her aerolas were large and pitch black. He stared at that third image for a while. He was as hard as a steel bar in nothing flat. There was no avoiding it. He reached under the bed, grabbed a box of tissues, a bottle of lotion, and allowed himself to surrender at least that far to the temptation.**Rick was finally about to get up after hitting snooze three times when he heard the message alert go off on his phone. He picked it up with half of him hoping it was more pictures from Gina, and the other half praying it wasn’t.The message. Frank rode alongside one very enthusiastic trucker for a while, as there was not much traffic at that time. I turned toward the trucker, letting my dress go all the way up and put my hand on my little tucked package in my g-string, so that he knew i was turned on by having him voyeur me. Frank kept telling me how sexy I was and that the trucker obviously agreed and was motioning for more and more. I was so turned on by this that I just took off my little dress and was displayed in only.