Being bent over like this, my ass stretched and tight, is the worst. I feel the belt run over my poor skin. It’s leather--one I bought for him for h...s birthday, thinking of him applying it to my naughty butt. It’s light brown and very soft and supple. It hurts. "Stretch high for me, baby." I do, bending as far forward as I can, my ass high in the air. I feel the stretch in my calves and hamstrings, then stretch even further still. The first lashes across my ass, low and wicked. I cry out, some. She could feel the slick trail of preseminal secretion it left wherever she touched it to her skin, and she had a sacrilegious feeling of anointing herself with unholy oils. But she couldn't stop herself. When the taste of his cock began to fade, she sucked the glans back into her mouth even deeper, pressing the glans hotly against her palate and swishing her tongue once more over the sensitive underside.She felt his buttocks tense again, a concave curve of flesh as hard as rock forming under. I regained my senses and pretended to watch TV when she moved away from me continuing wiping. She looked at me for a moment, I pretended that I dint notice her and continued watching TV. You would believe it or not, I was not able to complete my breakfast as I was obsessed by that image which I have not seen before in my real life. And when I was about to close my eyes on bed before sleep, this image evoked in my mind. I was feeling so hot inside because of that. I controlled myself that night. They were soon at the “lets go out for some air” stage, but it being raining it was then expedient to take shelter in his old car, and it took but a moment for him to assist her into the back seat by placing a hand high up her skirt! To be accurate it was probable that he felt it was a step towards his conquest of her, well he at least felt he was in charge, in fact it was more a case of he was following her plan perfectly! She undid his fly and out came his tool, she started to give him head,.