“You don’t have to do this, Anna,” I said. I was hedging. I really didn’t want this thing coming back to haunt me later. “Do it! I want t..., just like Rebecca says. Hurry! Make me your slut, Collin! Fuck my ass! I want to feel it all.” I slid my cock back into her sweet cunt, lubricating it once again with her slippery fluids, desperately wanting to ram it home inside of her and climax once again. After several lubricating strokes, I pulled out and pressed the tip of my pole against the. I hit him again. And again. And do you know, he didn't complain once more, or move, or forget the count, so terrified was he of receiving more punishing strokes from that evil brush. You see, corporal punishment really can make a difference! When I'd finished, I kissed his cheek, damp with tears gratified to see his genitalia shrivelled and pathetic between his legs, curled protectively against one thigh, like a baby sea-slug."I'm so,so sorry, auntie", he whimpered, his plump little hands. This will be my first ever story on ISS. Pardon me for all the mistakes I’ll make here. I would be glad if you guys give me the feedback after reading the story.So coming to the point, I’m a 20-year-old guy from North India. I’m 5’6, slim body and a fair complexion. The female lead is 5’3, 34B-28-36. She’s 24 years old now and a sex bomb and equally sexually driven as me. This all started when me and my family shifted to Rajasthan from the capital a few years back.We lived near my aunt’s place. Pete lined his cock up with the entrance and held it there. Kelly started to thrust upwards, desperate to be filled. Pete pulled back each time, keeping tantalisingly out of reach.Kelly positively screamed in frustration, then in pleasure, as Pete suddenly thrust forward and buried himself balls-deep inside her. She screamed again as an orgasm tore through her. She grabbed her tits and mauled at the erect nipples as the convulsions went through her. Pete, meanwhile, had withdrawn and was just.