I spread her legs and slapped her on the pussy. Now, this was a really hard one. She sat up with tears rolling down her cheeks and I could see that sh... was holding her breadth. I slapped her across the face and fell on the bed and she let out her breadth.Now, she was screaming , “ don’t please don’t. I can’t take it anymore.”“ I thought you like it. Don’t you like been hit? I like it. I like it a lot” I had a weird smile on me.She looked at me and I could see her fear in her eyes. And she could. Soni ne kaha khuram ungli nikal lo dard hota hy. Mene kaha soni darling halka sa dard ho ga phr tmen maza anay lagy ga or sath me ungli ahsta ahsta andr bahar karny laga wo kuch na boli pr us k chehry se lag raha tha k usy dard ho raha hy lekin ye dard ziada der k liye ni tha thori der me dard ki jaga mazy ne ly li or us k munh se ahhhhhhhhhhhh ooooooooooiiiiiiiiiiiii hayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee” “Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm” “Hummmmmmmmmmmmm ki awazen anay lagi usy ab maza aa raha tha me kafi der tk. A show called the New York muscle show was in town. It was where all the sexy female fitness and bodybuilder pose. Today they were closing the gym so just them can be in there. Better let you were the only guy there. The women wanted to be able to totally use the facility without guys gawking or taking picture. They wanted to be able to chat among women. You were the only guy who they let in. They figured you were just a towel boy. You notice a lot of the women are famous. You saw them on. As we went in it was not what I was expecting! The place was all decorated like a boudoir in red velvets and over the top chandeliers. It was trying so hard to be classy that it overshot by about a mile and just looked cheap so much so that I had to restrain a giggle outburst. Kristen led me to a table and 2 seconds later we had free drinks from a group of guys sat at another table. I asked her if we should really take them and she just said “Honey, relax!” and shook her hair in a provocative.