” Sara nodded, trying not to shake too badly. She felt his hand slowly withdraw from her mouth and move along her body, touching her everywhere. He ...oaned, his mouth coming against her neck, kissing, sucking, biting. Sara could feel his need intensify, and his arms encircled her, pulling her flat against him. His desire pressed against her, and his lips found hers as he turned her face to the side. He had strong yet sensual lips, and she couldn’t help but melt into his kiss. His tongue tasted. "Surely you didn't want him inyour best frock?"I told her that was true. But at the same time, as I mentioned before, Ijust felt the need to get a grip on this man."He was so obviously embarrassed, and I was so angry," I continued, "thatI did keep him in the frock for a while. I am a firm believer in thatprinciple; you know the one, where your child smokes a cigarette and youmake them finish the whole pack? So I had him do the chores he'd neglectedduring the day in a dress. I told him that if. After a few more minutes he was pulled off me and now I noticed the first man had totally stripped off his clothes and stood there with a nice hard cock pointing at me. He came to me, grabbed hold of my dress and pulled it apart and had me take it off. Once again he moved in and began to kiss and lick me again until after a few minutes he grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock and motioned with his hand that I was to jerk his cock off. As we kissed I continued to jerk his cock hard and fast. "Ahh, Kylie," I take a deep breath as I move down the line. "You have an ass made for spanking," I say, giving her cheeks a playful smack."Mmm," she moans seductively. I think I may have found a pleasure point. Round and firm, her cheeks swell just enough that they almost invite you to spank them."Guys will look at your ass and fantasize their red handprint embossed on your cheeks." I tell her as I teasingly slap her firm globes. "Have you ever had an erotic spanking?" I ask. She shakes her.