I asked my wife if she wanted to go for a ride and she said that she did not want to get dressed up so to go by myself. I had on a Tank top and shorts...with no underwear so I jumped in the car and drove over she had said to come around back that she was trying to stop the water from leaking. I got there and walked around to the back she was in the hot tub and she had set out my favorite beer and a bottle of wine for her. She climbed out and ran up to me and grabbed me around the waist. She was. , yes! Good--it's so long, and I can feel it poking away up in my pussy--ahh!"Rajesh ran his tongue halfway down the little girl's throat, grinding his cock deeply within the juicy hot cup of her pussy, stroking and driving, feeling his balls swing tingling through the water to slap lightly against the uplifted crack of her little-girl ass. He clung to her cheeks and braced his feet against the bottom, and the hammering movement of his strong, hungry prick grew heavier.Her body was splashing. And there has been some retribution.Master had me get a boob job. A pair of double D breasts hangs where my C ones used to be. He let me pad my bras for a month before the boob job. This allowed me to slowly increase the size. Still when I meet people I knew from two years ago, heads turn. Some of the stauncher feminist I knew give me dirty looks. I know they are just jealous. Most guys can't take their eyes away from them. Embarrassing but pleasurable.I graduated college and now have a full. I’m sure there was probably a good reason why you hit him but, as I didn’t see it, I’ll have to punish you for hitting him.” She had never been spanked at school, but had heard other girls say how painful it was. She had even seen a few girls crying afterwards and didn’t want any part of it. Her father’s spankings were bad enough and from what other had girls said the schools were worse. She whispered back to him, “Can’t we settled this privately. I,,, I mean he,,, well he popped my bra and I.