She gasped…then I brought my right hand down and slapped her ass—hard. Michelle jumped, then sighed. “Count them out, Michelle.” “Y-Yes, sir...��one.” Slap…I spanked her again, enjoying the sight of her flesh rippling against my hand. “Two…” She said. SLAP “Three…” She said through gritted teeth as I spanked her cheeks harder. I looked over at Cassie. She’d sunk down in her seat, and was sitting with her legs spread revealing a pair of white panties. I looked her in the eye. “Do you see what. .aur uski ek ungli apni chut ko sehla rahi thi..toravi-are margiv? aaja vo sexy cd laya?margiv- ha me laya magar ye kya hai?mere samne bhi tum log?ashika khadi ho gayi aur daud ke margiv k pas pahonchi aur kaha margiv please yar apna lund muje dikhao me dekhna chahti hu yar aaassssssssss aisa keh ke ashika ne margiv ka pent ka zip kholke lund hath me leke leapkiss karna shuru kar diya….ashika-wwoooeeewww kya kala lund hai ek dum mota…assssaahhh ples margiv mere bol ko chuso,muje ekdum nanga. When I was here the first time, the four of us asked some pretty silly questions, we thought, but John and Angie didn't treat them as silly. We learned more about growing up and relationships and sex then has ever been taught in the classroom."They talked most of the night about strictly girl things. Two of the girls had not had their first period yet, and much of the conversation dealt with that. One asked about applying make-up, and Angie demonstrated the basics. They spoke of peer pressure. Again, and again.She was not just a match rather she had overtaken me in this game of love and lust.Her feet planted firmly on the bed, she held my hip and slammed hers with a vengeance till such time when her thrusts became so violent that I failed to keep pace with, she screamed, “Oh Putta. Nanna, sambhalisu, nanna.” (Putta cannot hold anymore my son.)She was nearing her climax and so was I. I mercilessly squeezed her breasts, dug my teeth on her fleshy mounds and changed gears to a maddening.