The pain cascades outward to every inch of my bottom. “Legs apart, girl,” Emma orders. Obediently I part my legs. I know why and wait for the span...ing to move to the backs of my legs. The first spank hit the back of my left leg. The second hit the back of my right leg. I scream out. I always do when Emma spanks my thighs. The spanks rain down on my legs and the pain spreads. The tingling starts. I love the tingling. It spreads from my thighs up the inside of my legs and crashes in to my pussy.. So i removed her saree. She asked me to loosen her underskirt and i did so. I slipped the underskirt lower and started massaging her hip. She asked me to go lower and i was soon massging part of her but. My lund had risen and was clearly visble over my trousers. I accidently went to her front and she noticed my hard lund. She didn’t say anything and so continued to massage her standing in the front. She asked me to bend and massage her back..i bent down and started massaging her back while. Its hard to believe that such an extraordinary being can be hidden beneath a layer of mud. Surely such radiance should shine through, its heat baking the clay until it flakes off and is carried away in the wind. But it holds stubbornly, hiding my Kings terrible beauty behind a handsome faç,ade. I wonder who our baby will look like? Will he or she possess my plain features with his unnatural allure? Or his sinister good looks with my raging temper and bull-headedness? Will his skin be. I guess it was true, once you’d had a blow job or sex, your own hand just wasn’t the same, but it would do the job. Smelling her woman’s scent, I stroked myself hard and fast, shutting my eyes, picturing her masturbating in them to leave her scent like she had. I groaned in pleasure, and gently licked a particularly wet spot, and groaned, cumming hard without warning. I’d never cum that hard, or that fast. What had she done to me? No…scratch that. I didn’t care. I was hooked on her.I fell back.