My kind, I could.BIRTHDAY PARTIESThe big event of the Bicentennial was my turning 30. I’d always thought that was so old, but now I had to change th... threshold. We had a Howdy party, everyone a character. Samuel was Howdy. He said I had to be Heidi, but I said it was my party and I got to be the Princess -- I’d be Heidi afterwards -- and wore an Indian costume that revealed when I served the grape punch. Indian Princesses never wear White-man’s goods.Ralph Brownel, my principal, was Buffalo Bob. He pulls me off Declan, who quickly moves and I’m being forced onto my knees on the foot stool. He slaps my ass hard. The burn seers through me. “Again, please. Smack my ass again,” I plead. He complies, smacking it hard. The others get into it as well. They all take turns smacking my ass. I can feel how red and raw it is. I won’t be sitting for a week, but it feels so fucking good. Finally, Dave moves back behind me and takes the head of his cock and dips into my pussy folds. He rides along my. I was constantly following Marina from afar while sunbathing on the beach. Indeed, She went swimming after sunbathing. And as I followed closely, I saw she was heading for the rocks.That was exactly what I wanted.Marina was wearing a red and white bikini with thick stripes. And her feet were as if she were much sexier than ever. Maybe because of her bathing suit. Her body was tanned as she sunbathed, but the edge of her feet and the soles of her feet were not tanned. And this view had made her. One of them is standing between me and the TV, blocking my view of the action on the screen but the sounds of moaning and fucking are still echoing off the walls of the small room. I look him in the eyes and make a brushing motion with my hand, gesturing him away so I can see, too. A middle-aged woman about my age is riding up and down on a large cock while holding two more cocks in her hands. “Well, that’s quite the lunch you’re having. It must be quite nutritious.” I look down and scan their.