She sat up a little straighter as she played with herself. She could smell her own arousal as she played in her head with memories of risque encounter... in parks. She remembered nights with picnic dinners and then wild sex while she was bound to a tree like a damsel in distress. Her skin had been badly marked up after that night. A door opened and instinctively Chloe turned her head to look at it. Her mouth was slightly open and her hand was still buried between her legs. Whoever opened the door. I heard him groan in excitement as e realized that my tounge just licked his massive cock head. Knowing that I excited him that much and that this strangers cum tasted good I stopped stroking him and I placed the tip of his massive cock into my warm and eager mouth.He groaned and lurched forward trying to get more of his dick into my mouth. The sudden movement caugh me by surprise and I gagged and took his cock out of my mouth. Looking down at his massive spit covered tip I couldn't help. ? ?I thought so. That will earn you another six strokes for swearing.? ?N?n?no, p?please don't hit me any more, I can't take any more.? Thesobbing was louder than ever. ?I make it you have now got nine strokes left.? The slipper descended to the crimson, tortured flesh, flesh whichwas bruised and showing signs of being swollen. ?N...n?no, yeeeowww!? Tania screamed. ?Ten. For the sake of your neighbours we will get this over with quickly.? Dawson raised the slipper into the air and with a rapid. A real Irish redhead could drive a person crazy, that wild carrot-colored hair on her head and between her legs. He loved to part that flaming thatch below, spread those innocent pink Irish-girl lips, lick her into an Irish frenzy that would later cost her a hundred Hail Mary's and a thousand Our Fathers, not to mention a dozen or more Act of Contrition's. He despised the Catholic religion, but loved fucking religious Irish Catholic girls.He wondered all at once if Natalie Stevens was Irish..