Wedding got over and I had to move along with my husband to Mumbai. To say about my husband, he was OK looking, had glasses, seemed like a miser (whic... I found out later that he was actually one) and was OK in bed. Our honeymoon, first night was good according to him. He would mount me in missionary, hump me, ejaculate and leave. This would be done in a loop. I didn’t want to say anything and his ego was so swelled up that he wouldn’t take criticism from a woman. So I decided to keep it quite. Wieder schrie Kristina vor Geilheit laut auf. Wegner fühlte seine Säfte emporkommen. Er zog seinen Schwanz aus ihrem Arsch und riss sie an den Haaren vom Bett runter auf ihre Knie. „Mach dein Fickmaul auf und die Zunge raus, du Nutte! „ befahl er und begann, seinen Schwanz vor ihrem geöffneten Mund zu wichsen. „Hier du Schlampe, nimm meine Wichse du Sau!“ Er kam in vier bis fünf Schüben. Die warme Ficksahne spritze in Kristinas Rachen und auf ihre Zunge. Ein Teil der Wichse landete auf ihrem. Bangles up her arms, make-up splashed on with enthusiasm, Gill often stamped her feet and complained to anyone who would listen that her boss was fucking her. It was hilarious and I used to giggle at her stories. I just finished the evening shift and he dicked me again. Over the fucking table! Well it sounded funny and I thought it was great. Then later she started confiding in me that her Boss Jim was now ass-fucking her! I was astonished at this revelation and we all wondered why he was so. "Jack walks over to a dresser and opens a drawer. There are numerous impact toys in this drawer. Jack pulls out a paddle."Susan, I am going to use this paddle on you. When you feel like you are at the edge yell "King Sir" then you will receive three additional swats in rapid succession then your discipline will be over." I am ready, Sir."Jack rubs Susan's bottom with the paddle before he starts swatting. Swatt, swatt, on the eight swatt each more intense then the last"King Sir!"SWATT SWATT.