“Come here and bend over,” she says, and I do.My panties are pulled down to expose my ass and she steps to the side rubs my cheeks gently.“Well,...I have to punish you for violating those womens’ privacy, that wearing women’s clothing is not wrong but special and you should think enough of myself to acquire my own collection.”Of course, that would remove some of the thrill, but I get her point.The spanking begins and I writhe. With each stroke she pauses and asks me to list the women whose. “Please no, I’m a virgin, please.”I took no notice and just kept pushing. She squealed asmy cockhead started to open her up. I loved how herlittle hips twisted and turned trying to avoid theinevitable. It was too late for her as I lined up andrammed myself inside.She gave that nice little girlish yelp as I tore aparther virginity, man I just love that sound. The sound of ayoung white virgin being forcibly opened by a huge blackprick.I kept pushing inside her, shit the bitch. Suddenly I came across Trapping my FIL story, I started reading the story, it was very well written, about how she was having affair with her FIL, how she was enjoying the pleasure of sex. I couldn’t restrict myself from reading all the stories written by her. I masturbated a lot reading her stories. Then I sent her a mail explaining to her how I felt, how well she wrote the story. It was after two weeks I received a mail from her !! I was extremely happy after seeing that mail, but my. Jones soon started fucking her again. He roughly grabbed her breasts and used them to hold on to her as he fucked her. He was thrusting as hard and fast as he could, brutally fucking her. Chelsea loved it, moaning, groaning, and screaming with each thrust. Then Chelsea erupted into a massive orgasm. She screamed as loud as she could, and her whole body tightened up in pleasure. Even more pussy juice flooded her cunt, making the pool on the floor grow even larger. Mr. Jones could barely handle.