.?" She nearly let it slip again. Smack. This time it was the right cheek with the other hand. He never stopped rubbing her cunt with the left. She wa... getting close. "Yes, what? Say it or I'll stop before you cum." "Yes, I like being called 'whore' or 'slut' or any dirty thing you want to call me." Smack. “And yes, mm , I like being spanked,” she added trying to hide her impending climax, to cheat him of victory. "You must," he said and emphasized it with another smack. "Am I being a bad. I was however, the biggest shooter. I had nothing to compare my cumshot to except what I saw in pornos so I thought my ejaculation was 'normal' at the time. We were home alone in her house and she was jerking me off on her family room couch. So when she brought me to orgasm and I started unloading my standard cumshot she was shocked and incensed that my ropes flew over the couch and hit the coffee table in front of it. She got scared and let go of my dick, but my cock continued to heave up and. My wife insisted I wore all the undies full slips suspenders, stockings and of course French knickers.Well back to our friends it seems a bit strange but I had not seen June’s husband but hade talked on the telephone, we got to see him they had invited us for a meal one night when Mark had a window in his bussies life, we both dressed in our finery and you know what that meant yes me as well “the kit”.On arriving we were ushered in to the lounge a few planetrees, Mark offered a drink we sat. She was soaking wet. Rubbing her clit she started to moan.“Not here, back to yours” we went round the back of the chalets up against the wall. Getting on her knees in front of me Sue began to suck me off. Up and down, licking my helmet like a lolly, she was good.“Is that good Bob? Just like that slut?” she sucked it harder. “Fucking hell Sue, you’ll make me come like that” I could feel my spunk boiling up every time she deep throated me. “Don’t waste it, stick it up me!!” her knickers came.