His desire towards her makes him angry, he can never completely have her. Do you know why youre here he asks, with a hint of anger, passion and aggre...sion in his voice. Yes, Sir Youre going to make me yours once and for all. Good girl he says. He spins her around and instructs her to stand in the corner. He pulls her dress up and stares at her for a minute, taking in every inch of her submission. I dont want to see your hurt yourself with drugs or alcohol anymore and I do not like the way that. This went on until she had received all twenty hits with the paddle. She thought she had fucked up a couple of times and didn’t thank the right one, but the girls didn’t say anything.Then, when they were finished, they told Tracy to sit in her chair. She started to redo her skirt, but found out that there was nothing to hold it together in the back. She did try to bring it over her now sore ass, but was stopped.Linda said, “No, you are not to cover your ass, just sit down with your naked ass on. I manoeuvres myself about and sat down, and was now fully attentive. This old gentleman has come to be entertained by you and you can't even make him hard you fucking useless old fat cunt" I looked at the old man. He must of been 75 or so. His limp cock was hanging out of his trousers being supported by the fingers of his right hand. I looked at his face and I can only describe him as an old frail man. He didn't say anything as Dave gestured for him to remove his trousers. "You are a rubbish. His jism arched in a long parabola, a creamy jet, flying halfway across the room and splattering on the carpet behind the Alsatian's heaving ass.Tony had been so inspired by seeing Karen taking dog cock that every drop of his cum load spurted out in that single massive jet. He staggered, his legs turning weak, his loins hollow and drained. His spent spunk glistened on the floor, a slimy trail leading from his cockhead almost to the couch. A slender gossamer thread of jism, like a cobweb,.