He sat astride her small chest and placed is cock into her mouth, then gathering her hair in his hand, began to violently thrust in and out of her ope... mouth, she struggled, but her arms were pinned inside his big thighs, while her naked lower extremities kicked and thrashed, her long legs and open crotch exposed as he reached around and stuck his fingers into her, roughly and crude, meaning to inflict pain, I sat powerless, intoxicated by what I was witnessing, somehow finding the brutality of. My punishment is clearly going to hurt. Mistress stops directly in front of me, looking me up and down. I can see she is still very angry with me, and is holding her temper back--but with difficulty. She doesn't speak for several moments, just continues to stare into my face with that same grim expression on her face. Finally, she breaks her silence. "Well, Slave...are you ready for your punishment?" "Yes, Mistress," I reply humbly, casting my eyes down at the floor. "Good," she answers. "I. She couldn’t possibly have left anything else. It had been less than ten minutes since she left and I quickly showered. This time I let her wait in hopes that I would get to see the wet t-shirt display. I could be devious at times. The second knock was louder and harder. I headed to the back door, my lower body covered only with a towel held by my left hand. ‘What no–.’ I couldn’t even finish the question as I opened the door quickly. Standing in the rain at my back door was Jackie, the. She looked frustrated but knew that I was up to something. I made Sanjukta squat before us propped on two legs. I asked her to shit out the come Sumanta had spread in her choot. Sanjukta sat as if she was shitting and forced the come out of her shit-hole. The come literally sprayed out with lot of farting and landed on the floor below her ass.I asked her to dip her boobs in the pool of sperm so that they were coated with the precious come. Sanjukta loved this and immediately lowered her chest.