.. Moira had long ago learned she was a cock lover, getting her puss eaten could get her off, but to be fully happy she needed dick, needed it in a de...p tribal way, her pussy, Oh Yeah, but her mouth, she wasn’t in love with cum, but a small price to pay for that feeling, her tongue her mouth, she was controlling his cum, their future, even her ass, she didn’t cum very often on anal but the idea she had their dicks in her asshole, her asshole controlled them! loved it. all of it. Now this kid. With each deep thrust, the tip of my cock pushes against the inner walls of her vagina, while Sarah is using her apparently rather skilled tongue on her clit. My balls slap against her ass with each time I push myself into her. I use both hands to support myself, grabbing her buttocks hard, sweat forming on my forehead. She is getting close now, if I gauge the shivering of her legs and the shortness of breath correctly. Unsure of her reaction, I decide to do what usually drives my girlfriend. It stung a little, and brought me to the reality of what was happening. The second stung a little more, and I felt embarrassment wash over me. After a few more, the embarrassment got the best of me, and I began tearfully apologizing to Ms. Anderson. She delivered a few more swats, and then rubbed my crimson backside for a few minutes. Then she ordered me to turn over. Again, I did as I was ordered, placing my head in her lap. As I did, she began scolding me again, telling me how bad it was that. I have a clitoris you could rub for Chrissakes. Tell me to sit on your face or tell me that you want to fuck me in the ass. As she brought her finger to her clitoris to get herself off before he came, she thought why I couldn’t have married a dominant, exciting man rather than such a wimp in bed as you. I hope our son doesn’t disappoint women the way you have. It would be such a waste of his beautiful, big cock. GEEZE, why did I think of THAT? Though it always made her feel guilty, since that.