She was climbing the stairs with the energy of a true athlete. Her back spine was doing graceful moving, with her buttocks dancing like a horse doing ...a sprint. I told the photographer to shoot every single second of it.Bill became slightly excited. He was always very professionnal as a coach, giving advice and showing good position, but he was approching her closer and closer, as she could feel his smell of black muscled guy.Then I told him to keep touching Lili while she works out. I said. Her flat is just opposite to my flat. She had shifted to that flat 6 months ago. She lives with her father, mother and her younger brother.I have never talked to her in those 6 months. But I used to admire her sexy figure. I also used to masturbate thinking about her. I wanted to make her my slave. But I knew that she was a very conservative girl. She never used to mingle with people. So I decided that the only way is to rape her. I was waiting for an opportunity to do it. After about 2 weeks. It was heads."But..." I started, but my excitable wife was adamant: I had agreed to the terms mid-intercourse, which I barely remembered. If I did not join in with her game then she threatened withdrawal of a plethora of privileges. We argued repeatedly that night, and I said a few hurtful things in anger. I had to sleep on the sofa.It took 36 hours for us to be talking again, by which time my wife was resolute that I must keep my "promise" and do the Race to 2000 Spanks with her. I was. He slid lower down and massaged my behind and my thighs. I felt I was getting wet now and he somehow knew it. One of his fingers found my mound and started rubbing it gently. I moaned and spread my thighs slightly. "See, you just need to relax darling". I was wriggling to allow him better access to my pussy. "ahhhh," I moaned louder as his index finger penetrated me. I was a bit sore from his earlier pounding. I had never had such a larger member in me and it had taken me a lot to accommodate.