To make her squeal. She squirmed beneath me, so lithe and sweet, our tongues caressing each other. My hands stroked her sides, causing soft moans to i...sue from her mouth.I found her small breasts. They were firm beneath my touch. She sighed into the kiss when I brushed a hard nipple topping her mound. I circled her nub, and she squirmed more, rubbing her wet pussy against my belly, my hard dick between her thighs.I was still so hard. I still had to make love to her. To cuckold her husband and. On every stroke….it was unbelievable.I wasn’t sure if my babe could take this last fucking. She was exhausted….. a drained rag doll I thought…… but I under-estimated the power of her pussy. Soon she began to respond to his thrusts. Gently at first… pushing back to meet him as he drove into her. However, it wasn’t long before her cunt took control again. She had lost any form of control over her body. Her head fell back to the bed, rolling from side to side, an endless stream of grunts & moans. . WHIP …………….. WHIP………. I delivered three quick hard cuts right through the middle of Becky’s young tender bottom flesh, the rod singing through the air, the impacts sounding like pistol shots as they meet Becky’s churning white bottom flesh. ……………. WHIP…. .another cut delivered with vicious accuracy across becky’s ass, aimed low, and at an angle, stripping Becky low down across the top of her bound legs, and letting the tip of the whippy-ended birch rod ride up, just catching her across the. I put my hand round it and rub it once or twice, holding it against my thigh. He’s still sucking on my bare breast, but I can feel one of his hands going right underneath my denim skirt. It’s being dragged quite far up my thigh as he gropes for my little knickers, sliding a finger under the elastic. I feel his finger on the edge of my slit, over the tight folds of my labia, then slipping between them to find my hole. I breathe in sharply, and get a soft whiff of my own pussy juices.His fingers.