My moans went louder, but lower toward a growl; my grip on his soft hair grew a touch tighter and I began to slam his face like I wanted mine done. He...took in every thrust just the way I would have; all the way down for a while and then just to the cusp of the throat for a bit. The exchange came and went frequently and although my last want could have been to blow my load so soon, his moustache skill became too much for me. “I’m gonna shoot it to you man!” I warned, to have him pull back and. Before my father could say anything, another shopkeeper from the neighbourhood, who was playing with his stiff cock under his attire, said: “I think that will be difficult. I am sure he takes her every night. I would have taken her several times a day:” All started laughing and my dad paid for the milk and left the shop without any comment. On his way back, he started thinking about leaving the village and migrate to the country his forefathers came from, the border being only a few miles from. Smack… Smack… Smack… Smack… I aimed a series of spanks at the underside of her cheeks. Her bottom jiggled with every swat. Smack… Smack… Smack… Smack… I began to spank all over her bottom in random patterns. Increasing the strength and speed of the slaps by flattening and cupping my hand.She began to wriggle over my lap, clenching her cheeks together, raising her hips, moving her bottom from side to side as she pushed up on her toes. Smack… Smack… Smack… Smack… After a particularly hard swat,. ..they are easy to change." She pulled her slip up past her stocking tops, and put her legs together. "Now then, go into my drawer and get a two pair of my silk stockings." I did as she asked, and went back over to her. "Put one pair on the bed next to me so I can change into them, and wrap your penis with the other pair..then jack off so I can watch you," she said. I began stroking myself as she sat under me, and after a while ahe asked, "Is there anyhting wrong?" I told her there wasn't, and.