His prick kept hitting my prostate so that caused me to get a hard-on and almost to shoot my load. I suppose I can now see why some men might like it ...ut I still prefer a girl's cunt."'Our girl' introduced us to a number of men who questioned me about our being there, how we coped with being chained together, and life in England until a bell summoned us to dinner. We were surprised they made no attempt to fuck us but we rightly guessed, that would wait until after our welcome.At the end of the. .SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! the blows continue until the familiar red stripping begins to decorate my chest. My nipples are hard and my eyes filled with tears..........and still my pussy quivers and glistens in it's wetness. Finally the trashing of my body ceases and with one swish of the pocket knife my bonds are cut and and I drop to my knees. He stands over me gazing down.......with one hand he raises my chin and I look up at him. Tears have run down my cheeks, my eye make-up is smeared but. Office me hum usual colleague jaisa hi behave karte the lekin kabhi-kabhi movie dekhne chale gaye toh smooch-kiss ho chukka tha. Hum dono hi married hain aur meri wife ko delivery hone wali thi toh wo apne parents ke ghar gayi hui thi last 2 months ke liye.Mujhe sex kiye huye around 3 mahine ho gaye the aur main Sapna ke sath 1 acha mauka dhoond raha tha. Phir ek din baton mei Sapna ne bataya ki aaj-kal uske Husband ke Offie mei kaafi Load hai toh woh late ghar aate hain aur early morning nikal. " You, Master, are full of crap. Cinnamon. Right." I can well understand why I need to spank your gorgeous, pneumatic, little butt." I squeezed the butt in question, and she moaned low in her throat, wriggling against me. The feeling of her beautiful body, connected to me by every possible square inch of skin, wriggling like that, was wonderful. I kissed her deeply for a long time, and then pulled back slightly. "So, now that the wake-up call is out of the way, what's today's lesson, teacher?".