After a few long minutes, I whispered to her to sit on the edge of the bed. Hooking my hands under her thighs I pulled her legs in the air as she fell...back on the mattress, completely at my mercy. Gripping her legs either side, I pushed my cock into her loose but wet pussy. She bit her bottom lip and I began to thurst back and forth. Soon her whole body was shaking, and she urged me on with her filthy mouth. “That’s it you bastard, fucking nail me. Fucking yeah! Can you feel my twat? Yeah. “I said count them,” her mother said loudly. Had there actually been another blow delivered?“Two,” Olivia sputtered back.There was another loud “Smack!”“Three,” Olivia said sharply.And so it continued. Smack after smack. The paddle would strike, Olivia would cry out and then take a loud intake of breath and give the count.Somewhere around forty, the pain began to fade and in its place was a strange pleasure-pain. It still hurt, but it was almost as if someone were thrusting into her rather than. Use dekh kar to mera lund jhatke marne laga…Usne achanak hi mera lund apne muh me le liya aur. Chusne lagi mai to jaise jannat ki sair karne laga.10min tak uske muh me hi jhatke mar rahe tha ki mera pani nikal gaya aur wo pura pi gayi…Ab bari thi meri maine bhi uski chut ko chatna shuru kiya aur wo bhi mera sir apne chut me dabane lagi..Aur thodi hi der me wo akadne lagi aur pani chhod diya maine bhi pani chat kar saf kiya.Bilkul namkin pani mai to mast ho gaya pani pi kar…Itne me wo fir se. So I think if looks me to us mai gul ka qasoor nai hai because mere figure he ese hai or sunil ke sath affair ke bad mere dressing bhi bht bold hogyee hai to abb koi orat 36c boobs 30 size ke kamar or 42 size ke hips wale curvy orat ko tights . T shirt .Short t shirts ya loose pajama with big deep neck t shirts ke sath dekhga to us becharee ka kiya qasoor upper se ghar mai of course I am very care less with my dressing .So I am sure ke gul ke mere jism ke bht saree views mere shirts or tights.