I'm coming," he screamed loudly."Come on, Jason. I want to feel you. Come on," I yelled with my bodywrithing in reaction to his excitement.And with on... final thrust and groan, I could feel his penis contract,followed by his hot sperm shooting out on my stomach and upper thighs.Thankfully none of it appeared to hit the bedspread, although I wasn't sopreoccupied with that worry this time. I mean after all it wasn't my mom'scouch.Jason sighed. I could feel all the tension immediately flow out of. I consider myself a philanthropist… I got an early start in business. Always had tremendous drive and ambition, from the time I was a teen. I had multiple jobs at the same time in school, always striving to earn, to be successful. I guess it paid off. Almost 30 years into adulthood and I can look now and see my ambitions have been fruitful. A string of successful businesses, a large collection of real estate holdings, a significant investment portfolio. I don’t think I’m old enough to retire. But hegrimaced and knocked anyway. To Bobby's relief, Emma was there, so he wouldn't have to goaround the mansion looking for her. She took one look at him and scowled deeply, obviously not completely comfortable seeing her ownface on someone else but trying to hide it. "We need to talk," he told her as he went inside. Emma stared at him and nodded, letting out a long sigh. "Yes, Isuppose we do..." The emotions that she had been trying to hide werenow much clearer in her voice. However, rather. I fingered her pussy and stroked her clit before smacking her arse on each side, each crack of the hand onto her trembling flesh harder than the last as she whelped with each blow. My thoughts turned again to Liz, and what she would be thinking as she watched me spank Jessica. I knew how much she loved to be spanked herself, and imagined she must be soaking wet by now, squirming and tugging at her restraints, perhaps trying to free herself of them. She knew I would enjoy punishing her if she.