He would make me hitch my shroudup over my shoulders exposing my raw naked back he made me lean over the bedfor my lashings. How I detested them, each...one would cut into the skin, sometimesone would occasionally go over one from the day before, the way in which Ihowled then must have deafened him. I got used to them however and one morningI was up before he came to my room, I decided to cut out the beginning , Ihitched my skirt high up over my shoulders and lent over in position and waitedfor. He saw my ass, and I saw his cock twitch in anticipation. He immediately started playing with my ass globes. He licked both the cheeks and bit on them.Thief: Ma ki aakh aisi gaand to mene sapne me bhi nahi dekhi hai. (I haven’t seen such a fine ass even in my dreams.)He said, and spanked my ass. My ass vibrated like hell before settling down. I wasn’t surprised at his reaction. I painstakingly exercise every day to shape my ass. I had just right amount of fat in it to make any guy mad with. No, he treasured them. She had thought Dex, Eric, and her father were unique, but maybe there were lots of good guys out there. He was a few years younger than her, and she wondered if there was any chance... Jerking herself from her reverie, Carol introduced her parents all around, having to shove her mother toward Eric and Ryan. Len had much less trouble addressing Trish, though he did not linger. He and Ryan quickly shared military backgrounds in the customary way.Little did Carol know that. She rambled on about her job and her experience at her previous job. Mr. Jackson pretended to be interested as he wanted to stick his cock in her cunt so he played it cool. "If you could please stand up for me. There is some light lifting involved here. Not too much." He told her. She stood up and spun around for him, and she had an ass that he wanted to pounce on. "Well, Miss Torres seems like you have the qualifications. But I must say you dressed like a slut if you ask me." He said as he.