I sat on his lap, wriggling my bottom to get more comfortable, and him more eager, and then I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a schoolgir... type of kiss on his lips."Thank you Daddy. I'll work very hard for you tonight."His steel grey eyes narrowed. "I would prefer that you address me as 'Chevalier ' or 'Jacques'. I am not a man who relishes incest."His voice although quiet had a hard edge. I nodded my agreement, and he gave me a warm smile then tried to put his tongue in my mouth. Nobody knows we are having sex here!-I looked around. There were few people around. Looks like it is not a time people swim here.-okay…do we need foreplay?-We hugged each other, he lifted up my mask a little and we started kissing each other, rubbing each other. Within minutes, I felt his bulge against myself. I also was getting wet inside me.-I guess you are enough erected now…lemme stroke it a while-I bent downwards, pulled down his pant, took his cock in my hand and started stroking it. He. With one vicious tug, Benedict relieved my asshole of the transparent intruder. I tensed for the sting of the tails but instead the manual smacks continued paired with the mace like blows of the glass handle. They weren't overly hard, but I knew they'd likely bruise, which was most certainly his goal. Just to ensure my asshole didn't become too tight, he'd occasionally dip a finger or two in and stretch them out. I had my legs spread just about as wide as was possible and was taken by surprise. Marcella waggled her bottom, causing her buttocks to wobble in her panties. Thepink nylon shimmered in the late-afternoon sunlight. The crotch seam of her briefspressed against the lush softness of her ass.Finally she pushed her skirt down and turned to face the farmer in his rattletrap truckwhich had come to a sk**ding stop beside her. His gray eyes glinted and a grin cameto his weathered face as he gazed at the pretty woman in her late twenties. Shewore no makeup except for a touch of.