Finally, spent and exhausted in the truest sense of the word, she drops limp against her restraints. I remove my hand from her pussy. The last thing T...acy expects is my hand violently slapping her pussy. The wet smack my palm makes against her abused cunt is almost vulgar. After such an experience, her pussy is so sensitive it takes a second for the pain to register. No sound escapse Tracy at first, her mind can't register the hit. It just hurts too much. But then, from deep within her chest. Since it was a long bench, I also fell and we both were literally sleeping on the bench with one on another. She said, “Rahul..what are you doing? The door is open.” I took it as a green signal from her and started pressing her boobs. Within seconds I unbuttoned all her shirt and took off the shirt. She was lying with just her black coloured bra and black skirt. I could not believe my eyes. It was like a dream come true. I knew that it was time when I need to do it. Fuck her. This was exciting. Vishal came up to me and asked if I loved watching **** kind of sex with them. And he would treat them gently. And I said, “As long as you don’t hurt them badly, I’m ok.” And then Vishal signaled his dad Kumar.He went to Reshma and slapped her, and told to do what he said and Reshma kinda enjoyed it and got horny. Vishal went to my wife again and told her, “Don’t you want me to be the father of your baby like Roshan did.”Renu: Are you going to get me pregnant now?Kumar: We love fucking pregnant. I’ll give her one of my T-shirts and a ride home. No problem,” Pam’s husband Ronny said when he started to take his T-shirt off to give to Cassie.“No! This little bitch needs to learn a lesson! She can’t be running around bare assed and think she can get away with ruining a child’s birthday party! She’s going to pay big time,” yelled Pam while she pointed at her husband Ronny. It is clear who wore the pants in this family and Ronny has had enough of it. “Do you want me to leave Mrs. Ciminelli,”.