Von der Seite konnte man ihre Brüste mehr als erahnen undwenn sie sich vorbeugte, um nach ihren hohen Stilettoszu greifen, konnte man ihre linke Brus... in ihrer ganzenSchönheit sehen. Es war eine schöne Brust, die sich nachvorne rundete und auch ohne BH, den sie auch nicht anhatte,fest stand. Wenn sie sich wieder aufrichtete fuhr sie mitder Hand über die glatten und schlanken Unterschenkelhinauf bis knapp unter die Knie, wo ihre blaue endete. DasMädel war heiß und machte mich scharf. Wenn ich. Sandy's scream now seemed continuous.Then, suddenly, the cropping stopped."How are you feeling, Sandy?"Through her desperate gasps for air, Sandy replied, "Th-th-thank y-y-you, Mistress." Would you like me to crop you more?" Y-yes, Mistress." Very well."Mistress resumed her circling, but now accompanied it with a steady rain of blows. Sandy felt the insidious instrument on the backs of her thighs, on her stomach, on her back, on her breasts, on her side, on her bottom, on the flesh of her. “Bend over,” I whispered in her ear, “and make yourself comfortable.”I could see why Nicola was having difficulty laughing, this really did not feel like me. However, ever since we had started exploring, we were always keen to try new things. Whenever we tried to break new ground, there was often lots of laughing and giggling, from both of us.I put my hand in the middle of her back and said, “Don’t move.”I picked up my plate and put it on the middle of her back.“Ahh, fuck! That’s cold!”“We’re. I caressed that little bud, pleasing it, sending delight surging through me. I closed my eyes, drifting back to yesterday, to Samantha confronting me on my cheating.“Prove it. Prove you’re still mine!” she’d said.I did.“Fuck me!” I hissed now, working my fingers in and out hot and fast. “Give me those futa-dicks. Let me suck on them. Let me gulp down your jizz while you fuck me!”I shoved the fingers of my left hand into my mouth, my lips sealing about them as I sucked. I groaned, my body.