.. um, I mean I would... choose... this one, Sir. It's um... well made, and has more of a sting than a thud," she said, lifting it from its hook and a...miring it. "Um, so I'm told..." she giggled again."I see. Well, the one you chose looks a little light... so... I'll take this one," I said, reaching up and taking down the heavy, black leather paddle from the wall. It was the most expensive one there. I slapped it against my palm and looked at Stacey. "It has 'thud'."She put the one in her hands. My hand then reached down and into my handbag. I grabbed my phone and held it aloft… and pressed record.I started to masturbate, spreading my legs and flicking and rubbing my clit with one hand as the other held the phone aloft to record my every move. It felt nauseatingly arousing to have such fresh images of her in my mind as I stared back at myself and my middle-aged body.It was the perfect humiliation and I felt so grateful to my husband for making me do it. I thought again of her cunt, of. “So, cunt, you ever going to try and rob me again?” He said, not slowing down at all.“No…no…please slow down. I’ve learnt my lesson.” She said, as best as she could while the pounding continued.“The worst part is, you could have just given me your pussy for food. Instead, I’m raping your ass for nothing. You want this to go faster? Talk dirty to me.” Troy said, sliding his dick in and out of her tight hole.“I…I…I’m your slut. I…am your fuck toy. Please…please…use me.” She said between sobs.. .i spread her pussy with my fingers n started pushing my tongue in it..she again started screaming..“oooo….babe do it for me,stick ur tongue in my wet pussy”,i started fucking with my tongue pushing n pulling my tongue in n out of her pussy…we both became horny,decided to fuck her..she too no more in a situation to wait for my cock inside her..came to missionary position,in green gardens,having an angel under me..with a cool air touching the naked bodies,very silent atmosphere,all the tiny.