I approached the sexy girl and gave her an offer.The next son began and Jade started there her dance with me.The usual rules applied, but she spent a ...ot of time rubbing her crotch on my lap. My cock was hard as a rock and the nice babe got me close to blow my load inside of my trousers. Jade climbed onto Anita's lap for the next song and I noticed that right away some of the strict rules had gone out with the wind…The redhead babe was rubbing her bare tits against my wife’s soft red lips. I. I had never laughed with anyone the way I did with her and no one had ever listened to me the way she did. We had met at a drawing class at the community college. She was filling a requirement, I was killing time. “I’m old enough to be your father.” “You’re thirty-one. My father’s forty-six.” “Biologically,” I explained. “I was twelve the year you were born.” She raised an eyebrow skeptically. “What difference does it make?” “Carmen, you’re awesome. But I was in a relationship with an older. He said “I heard that Punjabi girls are very crazy of anal fucking so this was my fantasy from my studentship that I will anal fuck any Punjabi girl. So please become a Punjabi girl by changing to Punjabi shalwar suit, tab main tumahri GAAND MARUNGA.” I understood now why my husband asked me before marriage that I should get stitched some Punjabi style shalwar suits. I pulled off my georgette orange sari, blouse and petticoat from my body and picked a very sexy shalwar suit. It was made of. I think 10 is a good number," I said swinging the paddle again. It made a loud smack on his ass.I took the paddle and swung it again even harder. "Damn!" Ryan yelled again putting his hand over his ass. "Ryan move your hand now!" I said. He moved his hand just as I swung the paddle and it connected with his ass again. It was slightly turning red now. I smiled to myself and swung again for the fifth time watching the red come out even more. "5 more times Ryan," I said, swinging the paddle again..