I was a wanton whore and I wanted that cock in me. "With pleasure!' Eric sang as he lined up his beef stick to my boi-pussy, Eric spat on my hole and ...hen positioned his cock head at my opening. "Quit wasting time and fuck me, god dammit!" I screamed. I pushed my ass back onto his cock, as his head popped into my sphincter. I forgot that he was a virgin in this department and then slowed down as he caught his breath. "Oh God! Oh God!" Eric moaned as he felt his cock wrapped by my tight. She was kissing me in a most unmotherly way, as I discovered that Gwen was dressed (sort of) in one of my dress shirts, one of my completely unbuttoned dress shirts being all she had on. My fingers confirmed her undressed state as they floated up and down caressing her perfect body under the shirt while our lips never lost contact, our only oxygen shared back and forth. Jennifer poked me lightly, saying in a quiet voice, "Master you may want to take this inside." I looked around, not. Miss Terie whispers in my er “that was only a tap you pussy, now six more nad you will thank me after each one”. The next one hits my other cheek, I jolt but this time I keep quiet. “Are you forgetting something slave”. “Thank you Mistress” I blurt out. “Too slow, we'll start agin”. I feel the crop harder this time hit the same cheek as the first one. “Thanks you Mistress” I reply quickly. Five more each one promptly followed by my words. By the 6th I can feel the sting all over mmy are cheeks. He swept the beam of his flashlight along the side of the road and saw the skid marks, and the spot where the vehicle had gone over the bank. In the distance, he could hear the sound of sirens and air horns. The sounds were faint, though. It would be several minutes before the fire department arrived. ‘I…I didn’t check,’ the biker panted. ‘I…I saw the skid marks, spotted the truck, and went down to town and called you guys.’ Martin played the beam of his light down the hill. He could see the.