As I pressed my cock between her dripping wet hot lips, Grace moaned again and begged, “Please fuck me!”. I pressed further and my cock began to s...read her hole wide open. She moaned with pleasure each time I pressed further. Finally, my cock head slipped past the tight opening and plunged into her from behind. I watched as the large purple vein on the top side of my shaft disappeared inside my sister’s friend. When I reached the hilt, I gave a couple of soft thrusts inward so as to soak the. Jen's hand came down again andagain."Owwww... Owwww! ... Owwww!" That's it, Jen," Kate encouraged. "Show your brother what happens whenhe gives us an argument." Owww!... Owwww!" Tom continued to cry out as the palm of Jen's handconnected with his backside. "I said I'd wear them! Stop!"Now being spanked was having another effect on Tom. The humiliation hadgiven him an erection and pressed against the bedsheets, it wasgrowing. Each swat of Jen's hand not only hurt but also caused thefeelings in. With pepper bacon. And a tub of ice-cold Negra Modela.This Saturday afternoon, in that Meyer Boulevard backyard, Walker was sous chef. Hobo was standing guard beside the grill, ever vigilant. Pilar in a modest-for-her white bikini was taking the sun this late May afternoon.Vanessa and I were in the kitchen helping my mother prepare a salad. Fortunately, Vanessa had volunteered to concoct the dressing. Otherwise it would be a bottle of French’s Ranch. Instead we’d savor a tart Italian with house. He felt like a monster somewhere deep inside beyond the pale of gin, but his body relished the delicious youngster in his arms too strongly for him to hold back.He turned her around the room in a kind of drunken dance, his right hand supporting the firm I globes of her hard little ass and his left hand at I the nape of her neck under the silky abundance of her long, blonde hair. When he tore his lips away from her and looked into her eyes, he found her surprised but obviously quite receptive to.