I took my tongue and lapped his stick. Then pushing his pants lower he had his entire crotch in my face.“Now suck my balls slut!” he said, “I wa...t them wet like that cunt.”As I began he stopped me. He looked at me sternly and moved himself onto the sofa. Now in an almost dragging motion he told me to lay over his knees. SMACK! SMACK! He began to administer some severe spankings to my ass cheeks. After 5 hard smacks I was returned to my knees.“Do you know why you are being punished slut?” he. Sit on my laps in the sand her cute tits shove in my facei only saw it when it was too latei tought she wanted me to lick her pussy uppushing me down on the sand , on top of me she was inches from my head reaching for her panty removing her pareogetting out a big black cock half hardand looked at me surprised and trying to slide away from her''whats the problem boy dont move away here open up that mouth for me''her big cock taking time rubbbing on my mouth , winning the fight as she tells me to. They headed back to the city.Nek fell asleep on the ride. The teen was tired from a long night of dancing for a group of warlords, opium barons, policemen, & businessmen - the rich & powerful. A fight had ensued amongst the admiring men over who would get to take him home. Afrooz had intervened and demanded that they all leave.In the end, Afrooz, a married man & very respectable Muslim in daily life, had taken Nek’s boipussy. The lean, hardy man with dark eyes plowed the soft, smooth Nek. This. She found herself experiencing new sensations when she felt objectified – which, with her new bulging fuckbags, was very often. When she became aware people were seeing her as a sexual object, she simultaneously felt overwhelming shame and humiliation – and intense and urgent arousal – and a deep feeling of happiness and satisfaction, like this was the way things *should* be. At one trip to a shopping centre to buy new clothes to fit her oversized new fuckballoons, she felt like so much of a.