It was then I realized he was going to stick his cock in her asshole. I felt Katrinas' pussy tighten as she pushed and Johnsons' cock slide inside her...asshole. Katrina took a second to adjust, wiggling around, then began small movements. I was getting the oddest sensation as it felt like her pussy got tighter, realizing it was Johnsons' cock. I could feel his cock through the thin membrane separating us inside of her. Katrina began to move up and down on my cock, slowly increasing the pace. I. Reaching beneath hershort skirt, Robin pulled off the thong that had beensnuggled within her pussy lips. She brought it up andheld it under Steve Dock’s nose. Steve Dock inhaled sharply,salivating at the musky tartness that suggested just ahint of perfume and a hint of Robin’s excitement. Stephen accelerated the sedan, until he was almostwindow to window to the semi in the right hand lane.Robin swung about in her seat until her legs werefacing the passenger window. As they. I looked at all of them with a question mark across my face, no words. “Did you ask your wife if all the garbage from the house was all ready to go?” “NO-o-o-o-o-o.” “U-huh. C-o-n-s-e-q-u-e-n-c-e-s my dear,” said Siza. “Oh man! What if I checked all the waste baskets from in the house myself, first?” “Could be included in the list of consequences, yes, but do you think you still should have asked your wife too? Was all the recycle taken care of first? Should you wait until the morning to make. AH. Yes, yes they do! Steve smacked her ass again, Sir! she cried out in ecstasy. He continued spanking her, more lightly than the two punishment smacks shed already been given. Ayla watched the violence with fascination, her pussy shivering every time his hand came down on her mothers ass. Was she a whore like her mother? She was undoubtedly turned on by the display, and had even seen the reason why Steve had punished her mother: she broke character. This wasnt exactly a real slave/master.