Those last few spanks brought the loudest gasps and grunts and cries from Angie who continued to squirm around on her lap and kick her legs. Once the ...panks had finished Sally looked at the back of Angie’s head and could see that she was crying uncontrollably and tears were not just running down her face but were dribbling onto the carpet.Angie couldn't stop crying even after the spanks had stopped. She wasn't surprised of course because the spanking had been so hard. As she lay there crying. Still watching you smile. Looking at you standing there. Watching you wait for me to come and take you. I slowly make my way toward you, keeping my eyes locked on you the whole time. I step up to you. Grabbing your waist and pulling you close, so you can feel how hard my cock is on your stomach. Feeling the length travel up past your belly button; all 10 inches of my cock you feel pressed up against you and you cant help but quiver as your body flushes and your nipples harden beneath your. She looked back and stared at Mr. Smith blankly for a moment before nodding. What for? Did she do something wrong? Taylor turned around, leaving the door frame and feeling her ears turn red. For the past year, Taylor had developed a series of fantasies that focused on a man twice her age, at the very least. Mr. Smith was perhaps 59, in his late 30s with next to no hair. She couldnt tell if he was balding or if he regularly shaved his head. Regardless, he exuded a subtle charm that had caught. It takes me a second to realize its your erect cock slapping me in the face. You feel that? Feel how hard it is, how hard you make me? Do you know how long Ive waited for an opportunity, any opportunity, to fuck you like you deserve? Youre going to suck my cock, and youre going to like it. And then Im going to fuck your pussy raw. Now open your mouth, slut I try to turn my head away, but you grab my throat and make me face what I assume is the direction of your penis. You lean in close to my.