Colin's cock was sliding in and out of her faster and faster, lubricated by the enormous amount of juice she had cum all ready. It was coming, Aileen ...knew she was on the verge; just a little bit more and she would be there. His shaft glided through her vaginal walls and, like an arrow shot by an expert archer, he hit the bull's eye.Gripping the sheets for dear life, Aileen arched her back and threw back her head making a parabolic form of her body, and let out a primal roar. This time when her. Now she knew what she was in for. Or so she thought.I made her stand there like that, arms locked around my waist, gaze fixed on mine, while I delivered nine more slaps to her behind, sometimes left-handed, sometimes right but each one hard enough to echo through the alley. And each one jerking her loins against mine. She must have been determined to stay silent because, aside from an inadvertent grunt after each blow—Unh!"—she made no sound.When, after the final blow, I disengaged her hands. She heard the steady thumping of boots coming towards her. Briefly they stopped, and she heard a faint whirring or clicking noise, then the footfalls resumed. She felt a rough hand begin to grope and pinch her nipples, which she just realized were hard as rocks, either from the cold or her arousal, she wasn’t sure which. Another hand descended on her pubic mound, which worked its way to her clit, and a thumb and forefinger roughly pinched it, and she cried out in desire and surprise.“I see. Sure." She thought some more, "Just put it out there. This is a lot of money, money for his college."We were almost home, "When you sit him down, what would you wear?" Huh?" She seemed confused."I mean, do you dress sexy or perhaps conservative? You might need some form of persuasion?"She spoke more to herself than me, "I never thought of that. But sure, persuasion." So would you fuck him at home first? Just to make sure everything works. He's not a professional like those other two." Gosh, I.