Then from right, from left again. After each couple of slaps i kissed her punishing hands. I was kneeling on sharp gravel, naked, with my wrists tied...together behind my back. My cheeks and lips started swelling. My knees were hurting badly. So were my tied wrists. And my mouth, too, colliding continually with my teeth. And so was my tongue, which i was biting sharp in my effort not to wail with pain. "Well, filthy bitch", Noenoe said after a very hard couple of slaps, 'do you deserve it? Say.". Suddenly she squirted a gusher all over Hugh's face while he greedily lapped at her sweet moistness. I was rock hard by now and could not help but to reach into my boxers and start stroking. Hugh pulled away as Ana's legs released his face from her grip. Her shaven labia glistened with her juices. Anita reached down to unbuckle Hugh's pants. She could not get his pants down fast enough, but when she did, I could see what she was in a hurry for. The bastard had a huge curved cock, at least nine. He just got scared and took off on his bike. Well his younger brother and his younger brother's friend witnessed this and thought it was funny. They started to tease him, as they didn’t think he had made a good choice. They thought he should have talked to me. I overheard this and decided not to give up just yet. (Ah, the thrill of the chase. Always wanting what you can’t have)Well, I kept saying hi to this guy when I saw him, and finally talked to him for a couple minutes. We decided to. Carmella Hernandez was a 40 year old fourth generation Mexican-American woman who lacked any kind of accent. She weighed 77 kg and was 175 cm tall. Her hair was wavy, parted in the middle and not a single one was grey. Her bust was modest but her nipples were enormous, standing out against her scarlet blouse. She wore black leggings that highlighted her meaty thighs, and expensive heels that clearly hurt her feet. We made small talk about our jobs, pop culture, sports and BDSM over five pints.