Smack, smack, smack, the blows rained down on my behind. I started to kick my legs and wriggle as the pain got worse. "Keep still or I will start agai...", shouted Anabelle, "and you better thank me properly afterwards", she added. Finally, the thirty smacks were done and with my eyes glazed over and my bottom throbbing I stood up instinctively started to caress my sore behind my nakedness no longer a primary concern. I looked down at Mistress Anabelle and noticed her skirt had ridden up through. I smiled thinking my wife had come out of our bedroom, saw me and took matters into her hands. I let go of my erection and let the female hand start to stroke me. I felt hair caress my thigh, which startled me because my wife has extremely short hair, Think Meg Ryan short. No way it could brush my leg unless her head was practically touching it.My eyes shot open and there was a female, (thank god), I had never seen before, kneeling next to me. Her hand was wrapped around my shaft slowly. ...ohhhhhhhhhhhhh daaaaaammmnnnnn shiiiittttt omg it feels so good!! and she kept yelling ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck me fuck me fuck me i love you and i started to cum and i got caught in the moment and i flipped her around and stuck it in her hot fat pussy and i started fucking the shit out of her! and she screamed ohhhhhhh oww owwwwwwww owwwwwwww itssss sooooo harrrrrddd!!!!!!! ommg omg omg its to damn hard mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm im gonna cuuuuuummmmmmmm ohhhhhhhhand so i did we both came. My God I might have an orgasm right here, I need to get back to my cottage and cool off. Before I lose control and rape that sweet young hunk! God, he’s got such a nice ass!” And with that she headed on up the path.The girls were still giggling about Mrs. Sheela when they rounded the last corner before the pool. Then they saw him. And they both stopped giggling. “Mrs. Sheela wasn’t exaggerating, was she?” Jayanthi said. Srilatha shook her head “If anything, she was diminishing it. He’s.