Now you give me what I want, that big ass. And I'll give you what you want, this big dick. Turn around. Bend over. Pull your ass cheeks apart. Let me ...lide my 8 inches in between your 80 inches. You are warm and wet. I stroke deeper. You bend over further. Your ass ripples like a pond when I hit it. You want me to spank your ass harder? I'm leaving red handprints all over your big, white ass.Squish-squish, slosh, slosh. You're a squirter. Rippling and wobbling every time I stroke. Grunting, and. . .I want you . . . I want to do that with you. . .. . .Let me have you. . . .Please mother. Completely shocked over my act she almost screamed but managed to control. She aggressively questioned me in utter rage. . . Chethu. . .. What nonsense are you doing? Are you in your senses? . .. Etc… Etc., but I continued to beg her for love.Regaining her composure, she now in complete authoritative voice strongly snubbed me and asked me to get out of her room. By seeing the conviction in her voice, I. " Ron, stop lying. I saw you watching, and I know you were taking pictures, too. That could get you in a lot of trouble, you know? Especially if you start showing it to other people. Bring the memory cards or whatever over here right now." Pictures? Look, this is really weird, Miss Malone. Have you been drinking or something?"She sighed. "Well, I'll just have your parents take care of this when they get home, since you won't be a man and do the right thing. Goodbye."Ron's heart nearly stopped.. We found another dark sheet to use and I left the room while Ronnie shed her jeans until she called me back in. The pose was nearly right, except that I thought the sheet was a bit too high on her hips, so I said, "excuse me while I adjust this" and moved the sheet around until it was low enough to show just the very top of the cleft between her ass cheeks. Unfortunately, that also showed her pink cotton panties. I explained the problem to Ronnie and she told me to adjust whatever needed.