You tell me to bend over and place my hands on the two wooden bench seats that flank the sidewalls inside the booth. There are eyebolts to which you l...ck my cuffed wrists. Behind me, you then help lift my legs so that I am on all fours and straddling the narrow width of the booth. After you lock my ankles in place, I realize my face is perilously close to the peephole.The sound of your hand slapping my ass reverberates loudly in the booth and, no doubt, can be heard outside as well. You slap me. Cruel men run this world, it is true, but that is because all the good men become them. Grow into a good man my son, and stay a good man.’ He was a troublesome boy, and he continued to fight, but now only for the right things. His mother had died shortly after that, and it was a long and shaky climb for a fishmongers son to reach the top of the ladder, and become a captain of his own vessel. A young Valour, fresh into his teenage years had to continue to fight, and through hard work and grit. .. ?” she half asked once she was completely naked and back in front of him.“Oh, over the arm of the couch should work nicely, but ... where’s the paddle? We did buy a paddle, right?” He said, reminding her of one of their first adult store purchase.‘Oh god!’ she thought, that’s not what she had in mind when she agreed to a spanking, though there was a part of her that was more than a little curious. She had read so much about things like this, and ever since that first weekend, purchasing all. I'd do anything to get a taste of her sweet wet dark little Asian cunt.The black man starts kissing her stomach, her hips, and finally her inner thighs, his nose so close to that glorious scent as I was.... I NEED to cum so badly, oh my god...He starts kissing my cousin's still panted crotch... I start licking my cousin's panties up, trying to get her taste on my warm wet tongue... I'm so hard right now, my cock just about to burst, so sensitive, as I twist and pull on my foreskin, sliding it.